The moment she spoke the others gulped hard, the sound unnaturally loud in the hush that had fallen over the Crucible.
They knew the four Elders of this branch well... their tempers, their cruelty, their pride, but the fifth figure… He was a walking myth, someone they had hardly seen and only heard stories about, even on their home world.
The air itself seemed to thicken and become even heavier with the weight of five Calamity auras pressing down like invisible mountains.
"Hmm, Princess Raven," Alucard said, voice smooth as spilled wine, not minding her outburst in the slightest. By now he knew everything... how Ash arrived and etc. thanks to Ester's silent reports. What they couldn't understand was how the mean, stuck-up princess was standing up for someone she had met mere days ago.
"You don't have to worry," Alucard continued, gesturing lazily toward Kaelthyr, whose silver eyes never left Ash. "We have come to offer your friend here something."
