Ileus went completely still and his mind couldn't make out the sentences that his men tried to convey to him. Muffled sounds came as if he was wearing earplugs. He looked at them with a flat gaze. It all happened in a fraction of seconds. A knot formed in his stomach and for a while he was blank as if his brain had stopped working. His lips parted as he gazed dully at his men. If he were opening the casket instead of Guarhal, he would have been there. His hands covered his face in utter shock. When he removed them, his eyebrows furrowed as he stared at the casket to understand what just happened. He wanted to pluck Guarhal because as soon as he opened the casket, he sensed that the cerulean lights were not just magical lights that had air to breathe but there was more to them. He smelled… sorcery.
When he came to senses and found Aidan shaking his shoulders, he communicated 'We have to abort this mission as of now!'
