Third Person's POV
Even though Isha was momentarily flustered by an unfamiliar wave of embarrassment coursing through her, mixed with a strange, unsettling urge to hide herself away from all eyes, it did not cloud her judgment.
The odd feeling lingered at the edge of her thoughts, making her faintly uncomfortable, yet it failed to muddle her mind or dull her sharpened senses, and she remained fully aware of the glaring danger that surrounded her on all sides.
Still holding Ethan securely in her arms, she lifted her gaze, and what she saw made the atmosphere feel even heavier.
Hundreds of ghostly heads floated across the sky and covered nearly the entire Sanctum Realm in a vast and intricate magical seal formation.
Their hollow eyes glowed faintly as they drifted in precise patterns and formed layers upon layers of arcane geometry.
