[HAWI]
When they got there, they were met with an empty camp, which was supposed to be comforting, even though the thoughts they couldn't speak were really haunting them a thousandfold.
"Let's follow their trail," Hawi said and it seemed Malika was done holding back.
"Hawi… I smell blood. Familiar blood. Greyson blood," Malika voiced what they both were smelling. It was too close to what they had seen and while denial was a thing for Hawi, Malika knew she would have to snap out of it.
Something had happened here and they needed to be able to figure it out because there was not supposed to be any blood in the camp. The spell they had cast was immortal. An undefeated spell.
It was the spell that had been linked to Hawi's lifeline and no matter what happened, no one should have been hurt, much less the Greysons. This was not what should've happened and honestly, Hawi was losing her shit silently.
