A female Elder appeared from the back with Ian in her arms.
She had long orange hair and large blue eyes, rimmed with dark circles and currently filled with sadness.
Ian's wife, Aore.
Ian was still spasming and groaning in his sleep, unable to scream or open his eyes.
Aore gently placed her husband down in front of Liam, then looked at him pleadingly.
"Please… save him," she muttered weakly.
Liam didn't respond.
There was a high chance whatever Ian was infected with had already burrowed deep within his head.
'His mental waves are all messed up, tainted black and blue… and it's getting worse.'
"Why'd he go in without any protection of any kind?" Liam asked with furrowed brows.
Silence.
Most faces grew angry.
Other faces grew a bit ashamed.
One or two faces looked guilty.
Verium was the first to speak.
