Summoned

Alden's stomach fell. 

He gripped his bedsheets tightly, his entire being radiating a flood of angst and worry. 

'Ignia…' 

He tried to call out through their shared bond. However, there was no response. 

Alden's alarm deepened. 

There was no way his precious familiar had died, right? 

Heartbroken wouldn't even begin to describe what would happen to him if it was true. 

There was also Alistair as well.

Did he fall in the battle against the three Dark Elves? 

Alden gritted his teeth, refusing to assume the worst. He forced himself to take a deep breath and wait for Cece's explanation. 

"Ignia isn't dead…" 

Alden sensed a 'but' in her tone. 

Sure enough, a moment later, Celeste's next words proved him right. 

"She seems to be in a deep coma. She is still breathing. However, she doesn't respond to any stimulus. I think this may be her body's way of recovering the flame essence it expended."