The chandelier spinning around.

Subtle vibrations felt from the floor.

An ominous sign only sensitive individuals could perceive began to emanate from the banquet hall.

I lifted my head to look at the ceiling.

‘It’s starting.’

-Spinning around.

The chandelier was subtly swaying.

Lost in thought, I swallowed dryly as I watched the shadow of the chandelier moving in circles as if there had been an earthquake.

‘What should be the priority.’

The growth of the main characters?

Or the definite safety of Uriah?

Regardless of the choice, the …