"How can you..." Lucien's lips trembled as he stared at Thoren as if he were looking at a monster that had somehow taken human form.
His voice died in his throat before he could finish the question, because the sight before him was simply too difficult to comprehend.
He had spent enough time guarding this entrance to understand exactly how dangerous the trenches beyond it were.
And yet the young man standing before them had casually walked out of the same darkness that had killed countless others.
Lucien's eyes moved slowly over Thoren's body, searching for injuries but to his shock, there were none.
Not even a visible scratch.
His clothes were rough, suggesting that he had indeed traveled through the trenches, but there was no blood covering his body, no torn flesh, and no sign that he had fought a terrifying beast.
Even the equally calm and composed Kael could not hide his shock and disbelief.
