Chapter 45: The Sickening Truth of Abandon

Jake’s breathing was heaving and hard. It was all he could do to turn his eyes from the scene of Argax as his power shattered through him; even his head was frozen in place.

“Alexcyn,” Amoux called to him, “You have to go- you have to find your father before others show up.” But Jake couldn’t hear him. All that rang through his ears was the screeching and pained wail of the kroaten, and the cry of his brother.

“Jake!”

He looked to Amoux who barked at him, “Now is not the time.”

Images flashed in his mind of the animals in cages, which were being drained for their assets and harvested for all they own; blood, skin and marrow. No, Jake thought, now was not the time.

He stood from the ground and swallowed hard, then made his way into the manor. When he burst through the large oak doors nothing but silence greeted him. There was no sign of servant or staff, and he called out to his father as he rushed towards his office.