A cold chill spread down Neveah's spine and she stared at Everon, eyes wide with horror and Neveah was not the only one.
"He... killed them..." Kirgan whispered in disbelief.
Neveah exchanged a look with Xenon, the potent devastation in his usually emotionless eyes tore at Neveah's heart and Neveah wished she knew the right words that could be a comfort to him...to any of them.
But Neveah did not get the chance to say a single word. A sudden surge of magic rushed through her veins, leaving a trail of hot, white pain.
Neveah's mouth fell open in a soundless scream, dark spots dotted her vision and her consciousness dimmed.
"Veah!" Xenon's worried calls sounded like echoes from a great distance. And every other voice that came after.
"What is happening?!" Imagor demanded.
"The artifacts have been activated!" The mage exclaimed in barely concealed panic.
"You said it would begin when the moon rises!" Everon argued.