“Dark!”
Belinda was the first to rush into the room, shouting loudly.
Sure enough, a mass of black energy hovered near Ghislain, who remained lying down. The entity, unmistakably Dark, floated mid-air like a blackened shadow.
The others quickly followed, their voices overlapping in panic.
“What’s going on with the young master?”
“Is His Grace safe?”
“Is Ghislain alright?”
Thank you