Heart beating at a thousand krin a second, Yoren ground to a halt while turning to flee from his speeding son. Instead, he started a mad dash toward the Prodson troops.
And before Yeter could ever reach his long-lost father, Yoren felt the expected turmoil of his soul begin.
Frrrip…
Suddenly, Yoren glanced to the side. He spotted the Shadow Drake from earlier, stabbing Yoren's side. But no further attacks arrived. Just a single stab.
"HOW COULD–!?"
"Yeter, calm down!" Ania, Fontu, and Chief Hollen shouted in unison.
A strange, unexpected pain raked against Yoren's soul. Yoren collapsed to the ground, spasming and twitching. He couldn't fall completely unconscious, but the single explosion of soul force that Yoren had anticipated never came.
Without delay, the drake shared a glance and nod with Ania before racing toward the incoming Prodson army.
