"...Night's in danger..."
"WHAT??? What doe-"
Before Shade could finish, he felt the atmosphere get heavier and his head lighter, Noctis woke up and was enraged, once again the mana in the air was drawn into Noctis, the aura around him changing, his eyes constantly showing a different color. While Shade was used to it, the others definitely weren't, everyone, the Guards, Frode, and Njal, all of them fell to their knees, choking.
"No! Stop, My Lord would not be happy with this...let's hear them out first.." Shade said as he was also affected by the change, thankfully, his words had an effect on Noctis, who now fell back onto his head and looked at Njal with his eyes.
"I apologize for that Sir Njal..." Shade said as he slightly bowed, he would never kneel to another person but the most he could do was slightly bow, fortunately, Njal recognized this and quickly pushed aside that matter.
"T-that....is..alright... " Njal said while gasping for air.
Niflheim- In Norse Myth, a cold and dark place of the dead.
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