Using past connections, Jäwell and Sarin reached the prisons by night. They were hiding their presence from the guards. When they arrived, they noticed that Rahir was the one who suffered the most. He was eaten by concern for his family, but not only. Bruises and wounds were witnesses of the treatment he had received, no doubt Rahir tried to fight back when the guards caught him.
The others were in no better shape, they stood up and rushed to the bars of the cell they were in. An expression of joy covering their tired faces. They were all, without exception, joyful to see that Sarin and Jäwell made it safely and alive through the hordes. No matter how difficult the situation could be.
Urak passed a hand through the cell and touched Jäwell to be sure he was not dreaming. He wanted to be sure this was real. Mikel sighed in relief, "You made it together. You should run to Civitas, now."
