The challenges by the disgruntled sect members were finally over well or so I thought.
I was just about ready to collapse. Rikan had been hovering nearby like a hawk, ready to catch me if I actually did.
Kael and Orin stood a few paces back, their faces lined with the same kind of exhausted pride I felt in my chest. We had survived another round of politics and blood.
I had proven that "Micah" was worthy of the Core Member position. Regardless of gender.
But as I turned toward the Inner Circle to leave the grand area, a hush swept across the gathered crowd.
It was like a muffler had been put on everyone at the same time and I could feel the stifled silence behind me.
Then, a single voice cut through the silence. Deep, controlled, and heavy with a confidence born from years being at the top.
"Micah or Mia, the one who has been creating discontent amongst our sect members," the voice said. "Do not leave just yet."
