All of the people below the platform watched Lidien murmur incomprehensibly as he floated above it, spreading his arms wide open.
Alva was alert... without a command from him, she knew what he was doing needed intense focus, as she tried to stand below, eyeing everyone who could harm her Master.
Then...
All the blood controlled by Lidien simultaneously dropped, flooding the wooden floor.
His own murmurs rang in his ears, as the mantra to enter his Dreamflow was recited non-stop by him... followed by his Blood Control stopping him from entering the Dreamflow in between its spaces, maintaining his suspended trance.
Lidien, now in between his Dreamflow and the outside world, stared at the Monarch of Blood, smiling at him.
"Our ancestors' path was wrong, Lidien... because of their belief, thousands of us believers of the Death God died without a fight... thousands of us lost our family to those hypocrites who said they are the Truth!"
Lidien listened intently, but never answered.
