"Jerold? Reese?" Clark found that no one was standing outside the front door of the dormitory when he had gone to meet them after grabbing a few extra pairs of clean clothing to put in his storage ring.
This was not a good sign at all. With the situation they were all in, Clark knew that the two boys would not have wandered off. Reese had his spectral sword but it would do him no good against a powerful opponent with a lightning quick stinger.
Jerold was in an even worse state. He had just recovered a little from lacking resources and basic nutrition. His chameleon had no way of standing up to a beast that was stronger. It would most likely get beaten down in a single look from a powerful beast.
