No one answered.
But chains stopped rattling. Breathing slowed. Even the dwarves' fists loosened on the bars.
A new beginning.
What did that even mean?
Is it not going back to their lives that they knew before being chained?
Felicity's lips parted. She spoke only three words.
"The Primordial Villain."
The name hit the chamber like a stone dropped into water.
Some reacted at once. Sharp intakes of breath. Murmurs. A few curses under breath. Others frowned, confused, the name meaning nothing to them yet.
"Have you heard?" Felicity continued with a chirpy voice. "A new power has risen in the Vraven Kingdom. One that has threatened the natural order that has stood since recorded history."
Her eyes flicked briefly to the side, then returned forward.
