Sael stepped through the fairy circle accompanied by Ara, Dego, Lele, Aoife, both twins, and Gaeren. Everyone was fully armored, well minus Aoife and Gaeren who were barely clothed as always. He was surprised that the guard station around the fairy circle wasn't in more chaos. There wasn't screaming or fires burning, not even the smell of battle. That rancid mix of fear and bile with a hint of urine he had come to associate with large scale group combat. Several individuals rushed over to him. One a member of the Grey Mountain clan the other one of the officers of his irregular troop, a former Amalor guard.
"Lord! Thank the gods you have arrived. It is this way." He pointed in the direction of the town.
"What is it doing? Are you still fighting it?" Sael followed after his voice slightly echoing inside his helm. He did his best to avoid looking at the remaining greyed out portion of his health bar and focused on what lay ahead.
