Const Orphanage 34

In that moment, every gaze turned sharply towards Altair, their eyes filled with palpable hostility. They despised those who dared to shatter their dreams, loathed the ones who remained lucid amidst blind fanaticism, and cursed every nonconformist who refused to follow the crowd.

Their belief was in their own version of justice; anyone who opposed them was deemed sinful.

In mid-air, a serpent formed from black liquid slowly uncoiled its tail. Its dark green eyes glimmered with a cold light, focusing intently on Altair. Then, with deliberate movements, it raised itself, gliding towards Altair as if intending to devour him.

"Look there." Altair's voice, sharp as ice, cut through the tense atmosphere.