Kai flew at a dangerous speed toward the imperial grounds. A Healer was the only thing Travis needed now, because the water in his hideout back in the forest had mysteriously dried up. Even the trees were all dead; nothing living remained on the ground. The only option was to go back down to the imperial grounds, the same place they had been heading previously, but this time it was an emergency.
Travis's skin had turned paler, worse than his previous state at the stampede. His eyes were now closed, refusing to open, and his lips were green.
Panic rose among them, their hearts skyrocketing until they arrived at their destination: the infamous imperial ground where every beastman gathered, despite their differences.
But something felt off. Kai felt it in the air. Derek, too, on Kai's back, could see that things had probably gotten bad at the imperial grounds. But they weren't ready for the confirmation.
