A collective gasp filled the air as Bruce's return to camp came unexpectedly early, leaving the survivors bewildered. His disheveled and bloodied appearance instantly raised alarm among the onlookers, sparking hushed conversations riddled with concern. The most alarming sight was his right eye, hidden behind a curtain of crimson, rendering it an unsettling void of darkness—a stark reminder of the horrors he had endured.
Lucius recognized the urgency of the situation and rushed to Bruce's side. Even his usually composed demeanor wavered in the face of such severe injuries. This was uncharted territory for him, and he understood that time was of the essence.
The camp was enveloped in an uneasy silence as they awaited Lucius's evaluation and the fate of their leader's, gripped by the unspoken dread of what might have transpired beyond their haven.
