For two weeks, the Endless Pool remained perfectly still. Not a ripple disturbed its black surface, not a single sign betrayed what lay beneath its impossible depths.
The cavern beneath Galka War Academy had become a place of unbearable silence.
N'varu spent most of his days seated cross-legged before the water with his eyes closed, saying little.
They had all tried to go into the pool, but it rejected them and spat them out almost immediately.
Salka hid his concern behind his usual calm, though the tightening of his jaw each passing day betrayed him.
Lotaga had nearly worn a path into the stone from pacing, muttering every remedy he knew beneath his breath despite knowing none of them could reach the man beneath the water.
Only Zaira never moved.
The colossal beast refused food, refused rest, and never once left the edge of the Endless Pool.
