Our Kind...

Magzor looked around his self, he knew he shouldn't be in this part of the town but he had know no strength to find his way back to the inn.

His body was aching and cramping. It was hot one minute then cold the next.

He didn't know what the hell what happening to him nor what to do to make the torturous feeling go away.

Magzor collapsed on the side of the road. He didn't feel when his head hit the hard surface, but it did give him sweet painless darkness as he fell unconscious.

Commander Zo watched the monitor in the carrier as King Magzor's heart rate skyrocketed and then fell before going back to normal.

Looking at his location, he saw that the old male had stumbled into the slumps in town.

What is he doing there?

Zo quickly sent Hycis out to checked on the situation. When Hycis found him, Magzor had a big gash on his forehead and blood covered half of his face.

Swiftly reporting in, he asked what should he do.