Mages across the Realm who were in charge of the barrier did not hesitate to follow Andar's orders. Even before this wave of shock could settle in her mind, Aeynid noticed that the majority of the crowd, the weak Mages and mortals that should have been more scared of the powerful storm about to rain down on them, were not.
The look in their eyes was one of belief. They knew that Andar would not let any of them get hurt.
Her heart was shaken. If they could believe in her son, the people who should have the most reason to fear and distrust those in power, why could she not do the same? He was the leader of their family, and it was the right time for her to stop thinking of him as just her son.
The higher-dimensional mages who did not support Andar, especially those under the royal bloodline of Endirius, looked at the family leader with scorn and fury, and Aeynid could do nothing but mark their faces.
