"Huff-Huff. Are you two alright?" Asked Thorian, his breathing ragged and his appearance dishevelled after their mad dash.
"In what nightmarish expedition did you drag us!" Reynard yelled, his eyes trembling in fear after he witnessed fifty loyal mages die a gruesome death. Worse, they didn't even have the chance to fight back for their lives!
Alexandre, his face red after the efforts, added, "We effectively lost our royal mage battalion. Security in the capital will become a real challenge with the void their deaths left."
"Don't worry. We still have the kids," answered Thorian, fixing his hair and clothes before gazing at the dim sunlight filtering through the mist. Then, solemnly, he added, "Let's head back for now. Leave the apprentices to guard the entrance."
He refused to believe she could stay in this dreadful place for long, especially considering the lack of food sources.
