Silver water rained down from the ceiling of the cavern.
It fell onto the broken halves of the gate, onto the cracked floor, and onto the small golden token lying where Tavian had been standing.
Nobody moved.
The aura was gone, but nobody in the cavern could forget its weight.
Ruvak was the first to make a sound. He was still leaning on his gun, and his knees were still trembling. He laughed, but it came out thin and broken.
"Haha… Ha… What… What was that?"
Nobody answered him.
Ashra slowly rose from one knee. Her right hand was shaking at her side, so she clenched it into a fist to make it stop.
Vance didn't move at all. His pale emerald eyes stayed fixed on the spot where the woman had disappeared, and for a long moment, he said nothing.
"Who is she?"
His voice was as soft and polite as ever. But for the first time since he had taken off the Garrun's face, there was no calm in it.
Again, nobody answered.
