#Chapter47
He is standing outside trying to shake the sense of anxiety that has been killing him. This feeling is new to him and he isn’t certain on how to handle it. All that he knows is that something bad is gonna happen and he must be ready.
/"The tides have changed/", Roen draws his attention.
/"Huh?/" Keiran asks, feeling dozed off.
/"Can’t you see it? The sky has deformed/", he continues saying. Keiran looks up, realizing that the color has quickly changed into a grey one, almost becoming black. He realizes then that this is a bad omen, one that he needs to fix.
He breathes in and out, trying to relax his nerves, though it isn’t working.
/"You can feel it too/", Roen comments, seeing his eyes that have become darker.
/"Something is wrong/", he whispers, feeling a shivering down his spine.
/"True. There’s an aura that smells like death/", Roen says while flaring his nostrils.