"I have to get to her." Arveion explained and the men furrowed their eyebrows.
"She's in trouble?" Arsan sighed and Arveion turned to him, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"The people. I don't think they're bad people, they're frightened and worried. I need you to go help them, okay?"
Arsan nodded,"At it." He said," Bring her back." And then he ran off toward the fire.
Arveion turned to Ambrose next, giving him a single nod before running off into the forest, Ambrose understanding that he wanted him to join and followed close behind him.
"What's this thing like?" Ambrose jogged beside him.
"Not good."
"Hmh." Ambrose hummed,"You think we can stop it? Coming from you it seems as a real problem then, do you think Amber is going to alright?"
