"I’m Jayden, a mage..." the elder said, though there was a trace of uncertainty in his tone. His eyes moved over the surroundings as if he had just arrived without fully understanding how or why. Confusion crossed his face, and for a brief moment, he seemed lost in his own thoughts. Then his attention returned to Victoria, his gaze settling on her as if trying to confirm something he could not yet put into words.
Before anyone could question him further, another roar tore through the forest. This one was closer, louder, filled with a kind of fury that made the air feel tight in their lungs. It was followed by sharp, pained screams, and the wind carried the unmistakable smell of fresh blood.
The two men standing before Jayden reacted immediately, their expressions tightening as they caugh
