Part 4: A Gamble for a Better Life
The cellar began to shake and Fravash's hands gripped the arms of the chair, "What is this? Are earthquakes a common occurrence in Asheva? I have experienced this thrice now."
Arabella kept her feet apart and stood steady. Dust puffed out of the ceiling, the pieces of armour and the sword clattered on the floor. It was only around a minute long, but every second could be felt till the earthquake subsided.
While mild tremors still reverberated through the ground, Arabella signalled with her hands. "How would you not know of the rumbling?"
Fravash tested and was able to tap his foot against the floor. "It is a common occurrence then. What causes it? What can you tell me about it?" he stretched his neck forward.
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Arabella stared.
He moved himself back and sat upright. "Please. I wish to learn."
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"Nagarajan, the Great Sand Serpent."