Lucas: Strange Symbols
LUCAS
What the hell is this?
Our fur bristles, but we can't linger on the shock of the moment.
The green circle pulses with an otherworldly glow, yet Aurum's paw passes through it as if it's nothing but air. No scent, no resistance.
Magic. Obviously.
Our attention turns to the bodies. There's something strange about them. Bloated, decaying, but somehow devoid of… bugs.
It's unnatural.
Unnatural, Aurum agrees with a growl. His agitation is high in here. Desecrated.
The stench of death fills my nose, but beneath it... Pack. My pack.
These bodies…
Yes, Aurum confirms. Pack.
Their faces, bloated and discolored though they are, are recognizable. Pack lost at different times in these past few months. The initial attack at Westwood. During the strange invasions. And more.