Alone

Jäwell groaned slightly, awakened by voices around him and a massive headache. He recognized Sarin's voice screaming his name outside and rubbed the back of his head before standing up. His limbs were numb, Jäwell stumbled and caught himself on the furniture in the tent to be able to reach the entrance of the tent he was in as best as he could. 

When he managed to go out, he was Sarin kneeling in front of Zuline, trembling out of fear in front of her impressive allure. She had no kindness or compassion in her look as she stared at him from above, the floor had the marks of her hooves that pounded to the ground recently. Jäwell stepped outside for good, Sarin raised his head with sparkling eyes, making Zuline turn around in shock, "Jäwell?! How did you wake up yet? It is too soon!"