The storm boiling over Noah's head was a tiny mirror of the storms that raged across the entire Hollowed Grounds, even with the lightning that threatened over him like it did in the Levinsward. As his eyes lifted to it his stomach churned. How much would this shield block? How long would it last? Noah, obviously, didn't know, but there was a trust he held with Hadama that the mer wouldn't kill him (because Noah, again, didn't know that he couldn't die this way), save for facing Vi's wrath.
So, he gave the king a tentative nod and kept the shield as best he could.
So, he gave the king a tentative nod and kept the shield as best he could.
the forsaken
