They rode into the town slowly, taking stock of everything around.
For one thing, it was silent. Nearly dead silent. The reports were true, after all. Apart from Cresthill being way less busy than before, people had also taken to staying in their homes in fear of disappearing.
Melchior scanned everywhere, looking for traces of the townspeople. He found them, but they weren't in a good state.
They conspicuously peeked through their windows, assessing the strangers who had entered their town with hawk-like eyes.
Scared. All of them were scared. They couldn't fight the disappearances, so they'd chosen to hide.
"What was the strongest Bonded in this town?" he asked, trying to recall the answer.
For some reason, the answer had slipped his mind.
"The mayor himself. Second Layer. Non-combatant," Solina answered.
