Awakening Shadows

With a cold lift of his hand, Julian made the three who were still fighting freeze instantly.

Julian picked up the phone, his presence icy and intimidating, eyes sharp, voice deep and cold. He replied, "Got it."

With that, he hung up.

The whole restaurant went dead quiet.

He didn't say a word, his eyes downcast, absently rolling the black prayer beads between his fingers.

The morning sun hit him,