The screams of Argenis did not stop, well, that was until a tremor was felt again that shook the chandeliers and made me lower my arms to quickly get up from the floor and look towards the ceiling.
— What's going on upstairs?!—. I asked trying to calm my restless heart knowing that my grandparents and the guardians were struggling with what had attacked us earlier.— Argenis, please tell me what's going on.— I asked trying to contain my restlessness.
With no other options, my companion stopped and returned to his human form to look with some fatigue towards the ceiling of the library.
— I think the darkness is winning—. he mentioned something removed from the grief even though we were in a moment of crisis, I really didn't even understand that guardian.
— Argenis, put aside that tranquility... We must go and help!—. I yelled at him trying to make him come to his senses, but the prespyesta was not the one I expected.