The people gathered around 'Evan' in concern.
"What's wrong? What's happening to him?" They asked.
Victoria sat up from the head of the table. She walked with unnerving calmness, taking her time with every step.
"Do you need help, Mr. Sornione?'" She asked.
Roland tried to keep himself still, but he was shaking. His head was bleeding, but it was visible from the way his veins pop out from his neck that he would snap any second. He still wanted to slam his head against the tree bark, as if trying to get something out of it.
"I…. I'm sorry….." Roland mumbled. "I… Just…. have no appetite…. I don't want to eat anymore."
Victoria was unconvinced. "And is there any need for this commotion if you simply just don't want to eat?"
Her hand suddenly transformed into the black worms that signified Legion's ability, and Roland's eyes widened. He moved away, his face pale with fear.
