Zique stood on the podium, his internal panic killing him and yet externally his face was as blank as a sheet of paper. Shontelle stood in front of him, hands in his and out of all the elders, it was elder Jacob who stood before them both.

The cold look on his face was obviously because of disappointment and yet despite that, he was still doing his job. Two packs stood on the ground beneath him, the lights illuminating each member’s face. They all held burning candles in their hands, nothing bu