Altim frowned as the lad made a fool of himself before the crowd, and his frown contorted his face into a full grimace when the area grew dark. He was able to see in the darkness, albeit not with as much clarity as in the light; nevertheless, he could see, at least, and his eyes watched as people around him began running to the exits. Feet stomped around and cascaded down the stands of the arena, and shouting erupted among the throng filling the open air. Knights retreated to pull the king away from the scene, and civilians shrieked in terror. Although he felt anxious in the situation, the gravity of the moment paralyzed Daror and impeded his thoughts and actions. How, after all, could he expect something as bizarre as this to happen on such a fine day?

Amidst the chaos, he urged into a slow withdrawal from the commotion, and Altim pushed himself into a run when the women draped in black appeared, those he dubbed then 'Black Women', so given their attire and the mood of their appearance. Not the most pleasant of sights, especially during all the horror and uproar. Faster, faster he sprinted into the crowd, breathing heavy and exerting the increasing energies about him in gusts of wind through the turmoil. The darkness seemed to consume everything, looming over the town midday, and he knew there was no natural cause. It ate up every corridor of the town, every nook and every cranny, and nothing was lit aside from lights cast by the objects of man. How ironic, he found it, that though mankind was a corrupted good, it was the only light in the dark. "Damn," he whispered to himself as he turned a street corner. He was safer locked inside and away from the crowd.

Somehow, however, he felt it wasn't the boy who loosed the shadows upon the town; nay, he was far too innocent, in fact, Altim believed it was the boy who came to the market earlier looking for food. No, it couldn't be the boy. Daror knew something malicious was at work, an enemy of Othea. Not all was lost, but Evokers all around were in danger, and it came to pass that they must hide their power with more effort now. Altim turned another corner. What did this mean? How would this sway the favor of the king? Doom encroached on Amaryth.