If she still had doubts before, she was sure now… these guys were heretics!
Whatever was happening here, it was dangerous.
She needed to leave. Now.
But just as she started to retreat, the hooded figure turned their head slightly—just enough for Emma to catch a glimpse of what lay beneath the hood.
A single eye gleamed through the darkness.
A gleaming purple eye.
She also caught a faint sight of what seemed like a nose mask, oozing with thin purple smoke.
Normally, her eyes would've be able to catch such a detail, but the golden dust sprinkled on her by Uti didn't just mask her presence, but also boosted her senses.
Suddenly, Emma's breath hitched, cold sweat dripping down her back.
The hooded figure suddenly stiffened.
Emma's heart plummeted.
'Did they sense me?!' She thought, her face pale with fear.
For a second, the world seemed to slow.