"I'm not surprised," said Adam flatly.
He opened his eyes slightly and gazed at the pond. "Stratford has been collecting the blood of his descendants for centuries now. It was all so he could recover his strength after his battle with Morven centuries ago."
"Morven?" Hudson asked with raised brows. "Who might that be? Come to think of it, Brother Adam, could you tell us exactly what has transpired here?"
"Ah, don't bother me with all that," Adam grumbled. "Ask Kenley or someone. Right now I'm very tired. All I need is a drink and some more drink."
With that said, he made Valerian walk around the pool and head to one of the doors.
Hudson could only smile helplessly. Kenley and Wagner were currently above ground, leading the refugees back to town—or the place where the town used to be.
He decided to make the mission report after Adam had recovered slightly.