At first, Ned was reluctant to name the queen. But after seeing her at close distance, he was sure, Kon Sas Koron was an elf—or was once an elf.
"Human," Kon Sas Koron said with her eyes boring Ned. Deep and dark eyes as if seeing all things.
For a moment, Ned felt a chilling aura. An aura he was well accustomed to.
The two beasts, on both Ned's sides, took a step farther away from the queen.
The queen used a skill that would make any weak-minded beings succumb to great depression. Not even his beasts could take on the skill directly.
But not Ned. He was way beyond that. He remained standing on his spot as the chilling aura engulfed him, then the air around him, then the whole chamber.
A loud clank of metal against leather echoed behind Ned. Looking over his shoulder, he saw Cotilis on both his knees, while Moloatiss shrunk as if squeezed of any liquid off his body.