Selene and Raelar exchanged looks of confusion and concern. The presence of Fathoran, who never intervened, was something they hadn't anticipated. The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with unspoken questions and fears.
"Father," Mordred began, his voice trembling. "This isn't what it seems..."
Fathoran raised a hand, silencing him. His eyes, a piercing blue, surveyed the scene with an intensity that made everyone present shudder. The patriarch's gaze seemed to penetrate their very souls, unveiling secrets they didn't even know they held.
"Oh, but I think it's exactly what it seems," he said, his tone casual as if commenting on the weather. "A group of children playing with powers they barely comprehend."
The Summoners suddenly realized that the shadows were solid, taking the form of a shiny black stone that surrounded all seven of them. The material a manifestation of power beyond their understanding.
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