What followed his words was another whooshing wind, this one stronger than the last and it caused their lashes to blink for some seconds and when their gaze steadied, long mortified gasps left the lips of everyone.
Standing by the door with one hand around the neck of Baron Philetus was Cassius. With that one hand he lifted the choking man off the ground.
While all this happened, the nobles could not help but whisper amongst themselves again saying, "How can these things be?"
"How did he get there in the blink of an eye?"
"By the goddess he is no ordinary man."
"He was over there just now, how come he now stands there?!"
"His words must be true. No normal being can move that fast. The goddess must have look upon our sufferings and sent him."
"But how could he move so fast?"
"He must be blessed by the goddess herself!"
On the other hand, Baron Philetus was slowly losing the little life he had to hold on to.
