Erend froze in his place when he suddeenly hear Eccar's voice echoed in his mind and breaking the tension that had been building like a stormcloud about his condition. The message had come so suddenly that he almost doubted it was real. Yet there it was. He can hear his voice clear and steady.
"Erend," Eccar said, with strained voice. "I'm alright. Don't go just yet."
Saeldir who watching Erend closely also stiffened. The Elf Archmage could sense the importance of whatever happened in this moment. Without a word he leaned forward with gaze locked on Erend and just waiting.
Erend exhaled a shaky breath. "Eccar. Where have you been? What's happening over there?"
A pause followed, brief but filled with an unspoken weight. When Eccar spoke again, his words carried a tension that sent chills down Erend's spine.
