The attack on the mansion had spread through the city like wildfire, and now, the Countess sat in front of Leena and her group, visibly shaken. Her hands trembled slightly as she sipped her tea, her eyes darting between Leena, Falko, Rhea, and Shalana.
She wasn't alone. Rhea and Shalana, despite their usual stoic demeanors, looked equally disturbed by the night's events. Falko, on the other hand, seemed calm, though his face was hard with focus.
Leena cleared her throat, breaking the silence. "We've confirmed that the creature was a dangerous entity. I could magic from it and it can manipulate the minds and desires of its victims."
The Countess took a shaky breath. "And… what are we supposed to do now?" Her voice trembled, reflecting the fear that gripped her after the attack. "How do we stop it? I heard when I was being attacked most of the my guards were not in their right mind."
