The crowd erupted in wild gossip, with no one being able to understand how Zaja managed to trick Hillary into becoming his servant.
Unbeknownst to the attendees, it was her only way out.
The dancers moved to the rhythm of the drum sounds and the harp playing melodious holy music. The ritual has begun and it was the signal Egil needed to move forward with his grand plan to murder Zaja.
"On my mark..." The scion muttered with a stern look on his face.
Zaja and his servant to be walked onto the direct spot Egil planned them to be and at that moment he raised his hand to the air causing several of the guests to join their hands in a specific and uniform set of mudras.
"Emerge from darkness, darker than darkness, purify that which is impure. Lower the veil."
