The group soon boarded a horse carriage heading toward the Red Cross District, a crowded commoner neighborhood famous for its inns, gambling houses, and brothels.
Inside the carriage, the atmosphere felt tense.
Darryon Drake suddenly noticed something strange.
Archbishop Harriot was trembling.
Not violently.
But enough that it was noticeable.
His lips moved constantly, whispering the same word again and again.
"Beast… beast… beast…"
Darryon Drake leaned closer. "Are you alright? You look like you just saw a ghost."
Harriot slowly lifted his head.
His eyes were still wide.
"It's not a ghost," he whispered. "It's a Beast Emperor."
Both Everson Drake and Darryon Drake turned toward him at once.
"What?"
Harriot swallowed hard. "That cat inside Kiara's store… it is a Beast Emperor, Elder Drake."
His voice trembled slightly.
Everson Drake frowned.
"Are you certain? I only saw it briefly, but it looked like an ordinary house cat. Perhaps you made a mistake."
