[THE MIDLANDS]
"Where's the warlock?" Ulrike asked and the wolf just shrugged at him, not even caring that the hound was probably in agony.
Something was certainly wrong with the forest, and Ulrike knew for a fact that if they didn't pull down the barrier, then everyone in there would be dead in three days.
Everyone, including Heide, and right now, he didn't have the strength to deal with an overly pissed Alanor, which was what would happen if they didn't find a solution soon. Oh, how harsh their reality was about to get.
Ulrike considered summoning his magic, but he couldn't do that without knowing what he was getting into. If he used his magic wrongly, then he would be facing his own wrath, because the magic would deflect and he would probably be wounded for life.
