The Missing Elder Thalnor (2)
Elder Vorn stood at the head of the gathering, his expression heavy with concern, his eyes scanning the room. His usually calm demeanor had taken on a more somber tone as he prepared to speak to the other top elders of the Necrovauld Academy.
With a slow, deliberate breath, Elder Vorn began, his voice low and measured. "I don't know exactly what's going on yet, but I have a feeling that something far deeper—and perhaps darker—is at play here."
He paused, letting his words settle into the minds of the others, each of them waiting intently for him to continue. "And it's not just about Elder Thalnor. I believe the Malachor Clan might be involved in something… more significant."
The room fell silent, the tension thickening with each passing second. The elders, usually composed and indifferent, exchanged uneasy glances. Even for them, the unknown held a certain weight of dread.