Chapter 35 Who Are You?

• A chilling draft swept through the room, extinguishing one of the flickering lanterns hanging above the counter. Lucas instinctively straightened where he stood, his eyes narrowing as his hand inched toward his sword. Beside him, Agnes caught on to the shift in energy, her fingers brushing against the hilt of her dagger
• Bulb, still leaning against the wall as he studied the man the barman had directed them to, tilted his head slightly. “Did you feel that?” he muttered under his breath.
• Before Lucas could respond, the heavy wooden doors of the bar slammed open with a resounding BANG! The chatter and clinking glasses came to a dead stop. Everyone turned toward the entrance.