sked, her voice barely above a whisper. Kael's eyes narrowed, his gaze scanning the darkness. "They are creatures of the night," he said. "Born of darkness and fed by fear." Aria felt a shiver run

d on something in the distance. "A presence," he said. "Something powerful." Aria felt a surge of fear mixed with excitement. "What is it?" she asked again. Kael's voice was low and deadly. "A god," he said. "One of the old ones." Aria's eyes widened in awe. "What does it want?" she ask