C62 CHAPTER 62

A sudden sense of anxiety cut through the joyous atmosphere like a knife. A Bloodmoon warrior, his face furrowed with displeasure, dashed for Alpha Orion. The crowd's murmuring faded as all eyes focused on the upcoming fight.

"Alpha Orion," the warrior said, his voice loaded with challenge, "standing by as you pledge us to Eleanor and her quest just doesn't feel right to me