Issahil

“We just teleport there… Issa, I am afraid, we have bigger things to worry about.” Caleb spoke, his expression turning grim.

That's right. I had forgotten myself, being so inquisitive and curious. And that was when I noticed that everyone's expression had turned grim as well. 

“What's wrong?” I asked as the sickening feeling of dread churned in my stomach. 

“We have a situation!” Was Caleb's reply.

An hour later, we were inside the cottage. The atmosphere was filled with a tension so thick, a knife could slice through it.

They had narrated everything that had transpired with the emperor to me, about how the emperor had literally set...