Jedrek opened his eyes and found himself in the middle of a disastrous place.
The tent was no longer standing and the campsite looked like it had just been hit by a violent typhoon. People whimpered and groaned, writhing on the ground, which was now cracked creating a few fissures.
Jedrek observed with cold eyes the state of his people, who were trying to stand up and check on their fellow lycans, whether they were alive or not.
Above him, the faes were fluttering their wings, but their focus was on a certain object, or… a person, murmuring something that Jedrek couldn't hear clearly.
What the hell is happening!?
Jedrek shook his head to clear his mind, when someone approached him, it was Theo.
The general couldn't talk, thus he used mind-link to communicate with his king, but it only added to Jedrek's headache.
[Are you alright, my king?] there was a hint of concern in his voice.
