It started as a tingling sensation before quickly morphing into something akin to an unreachable itch, leaving Alex less than pleased as he set Ana down on her bed.
What's worse, apart from the itch, a vague lightheadedness threatened to assail his senses, leaving him without a clear mind.
His expression, twisted in faint annoyance, quickly discovered the source of the upsetting sensation as he reached out to Victoria.
"What is happening?"
"Nadia and Elena have been wounded, same with me. Douglas and Arwen are about to join us."
"Hmm." Alex furrowed his brows.
To think that even now, they would still require his aid.
It was quite disappointing.
"I'm on my way." He muttered as he stepped out of Ana's room, primed to snap only for Victoria to respond.
"No, Master!... Please, let us handle this."
Alex paused. "I presume from your report that the situation is not good at all."
