He suddenly stopped. Beneath his black cloak, a pair of blood-red eyes stared fixedly at us, a strange, eerie smile curling the corners of his mouth.
"You will become the... of this catastrophe," his voice was sharp and grating, as if scraping against my eardrums, "key!"
A chill shot straight from the soles of my feet to the crown of my head, and an ominous premonition welled up in my heart. Everyone looked at one another in dismay, and the festive atmosphere in the plaza instantly dropped to freezing point.
Chapter 34