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Revealed

The chill that prickled Altair's skin had him shaking within his carriage towards St. Toraina, the holy ground of Sepith, housing the Seven Pillars of Virtues. Perhaps it was stepping onto holy ground wielding four sins—that had to be the case—but Altair found himself shaking. The Primal Instincts he had honed to new heights were screaming at him to leave, to run. 

"Master?" Raven's voice reached as she placed a palm on his knee. 

For some inexplicable reason, the chill placating his being faded alongside the goosebumps as he forcefully said, "For a second, I sensed an unexplainable danger." 

Raven's icy, calm face never wavered. "Then we flee." It was not a suggestion. Before he could voice any objection, Raven had already stood up about to speak to the coachman before Altair pulled her back to the side with a wry chuckle.