Vesperhart was genuinely furious.
If the others hadn't barged in, it might have finalized its agreement with Noxhart and kept the seal intact a while longer.
But now outsiders had appeared, and the negotiation was over.
Noxhart moved to Vesperhart's side. Its cold gaze swept across the group, a mocking smile curling at the corner of its mouth.
"Vesperhart, are these the reinforcements you brought?"
It studied them for a moment, making no effort to hide its contempt.
"What a sorry-looking bunch. I'm almost tempted to laugh."
Vesperhart knew it was being provoked.
Even so, the anger inside it kept rising beyond its control. Staying calm was becoming almost impossible.
Noxhart attacked first.
Dark power compressed into a sphere between its antlers, then hurtled toward the group.
"Vesperhart!" it shouted as the attack flew. "When are you going to come to your senses?"
Vesperhart kept backing away. The clock around its neck swung violently, nearly slipping free of its cord.
