The inauguration for the appointment of the clan head has already been completed. The nobles and invited guests left the clan palace. The crowd and cheers had died down and only a few people remained.
By then it was already evening. Namara just finished cleaning up. She stepped into the room. Suddenly excruciating pain assaulted her body, especially her shoulder. Her left shoulder.
Namara's legs immediately bent and fell down. Her face turned deathly pale. "Ahh...." A pained moan escaped her mouth.
Eros who saw this immediately turned his head. He immediately ran to Namara. "What is wrong?" he asked with a worried face.
Namara knelt on the floor. She held Eros' hand and squeezed it tightly. "It...it hurts...."
"The seal is acting up again?" Eros muttered. He immediately touched Namara's shoulder and an electric shock seemed to strike his veins.