As I stood outside the infirmary, waiting for news of my brothers, my mind was in turmoil. The shock of seeing them being carried out on stretchers had left me reeling, and the memory of the Seer's words came flooding back to me. I couldn't help but wonder if this was the pain she had warned me abou
Evelyn's eyes widened in shock as I mentioned the Seer's words. She knew all about my visit to the Seer and how she had warned me about the pain that would come. "Lance, do you really believe what the Seer said? I mean, she's just a mystic. She could be wrong," Evelyn said, trying to offer some com
I woke up the next morning with a knot in my stomach. My brothers were still in the hospital, and I felt powerless. I wanted to do something, anything, to help them, but I didn't know what to do. I couldn't shake off the feeling of frustration that was overwhelming me. I got dressed and headed to t
As soon as the idea of visiting Marcus came to my mind, I knew I had to go. I couldn't just sit around waiting for things to happen, I needed to take action. With a newfound sense of purpose, I quickly began to prepare for my journey. First, I went to my closet and pulled out a black leather jacket
I returned to the packhouse in the evening, feeling drained and worried about my brothers. As soon as I entered the room where they were being kept, I could see that they were awake, but still in a lot of pain. It broke my heart to see them like this, and I knew I had to do something to help them.
I arrived at Marcus's place feeling like I was in a pressure cooker. The interior of my car was scorching hot, and the heat only seemed to fuel my frustration. I couldn't believe the events of the past few days - my brothers sick and in pain, the strange message from the enemy pack, the cryptic warn
I woke up with a heavy headache, feeling as if my head was about to explode. It was as if a ton of bricks had been dropped on me overnight, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of foreboding that weighed down on me. I tried to sit up, but the dizziness that hit me was too much to bear, so I lay back
As we continued standing there, glaring at the body and the officers doing their work, I was continuously hit by the strong smell of iron and a gruesome sight. I looked down again at the seer's body which was lying in a pool of blood, his skin already turning a pale shade of blue. The room was dimly