The magical beasts started moving at a speed the humans could follow while keeping their spells at the ready.
Scarlett could feel that each one of them was grieving and was filled with hatred. Yet there was no bickering nor disrespect between the different races. It was enough to give her the creeps.
"We can't afford to stop. If you want answers, you'd better follow us." The Ry said.
"We are all that's left of the entire Gheluan forest. The others have either already escaped or died. To answer your earlier question, Mogar has turned against its children and none can escape its fury." His words made Scarlett sneer.
"Very dramatic. I never heard of a Ry with so much talent with words. Do you mind being a bit more specific?"
