The moment Kael vanished, motion returned to the clearing.
Alenia was the first to react.
She turned smoothly, her voice calm but carrying. "Fighters. Hunters. Defensive perimeter—now. No one approaches the water unless instructed."
There was no hesitation.
Groups split off immediately, seasoned hunters moving with practiced efficiency, fighters spreading out in overlapping arcs.
Messengers ran, relaying orders, while guards positioned themselves closer to the civilians, voices raised—not in panic, but reassurance.
Evethra's crimson eyes swept the clearing, sharp and predatory. "He wouldn't tell us to clean the lake unless something unpleasant lived in it."
Druvarn, still in his plush bear form, rolled his shoulders. "Aye. And knowing him, unpleasant means 'capable of ruining everyone's day.'"
Alenia glanced toward the edge of the crowd. "Inform Aldric and Vaelen as well. If something breaks through, I want everyone who can fight ready."
The message was carried swiftly.
