They were crazy, all of them had lost their minds... But that didn't matter right now.. Without caring about the chaos surrounding him, Damian rushed to the wooden building that had been his prison for days, only to find ashes and broken wood scattered everywhere with still burning amber here and there.
'You could've helped me… I could've caught her… I was so close,' Vidalia said, approaching from behind, her body being continuously healed by the mages who had gathered around the smoldering building. Despite being covered in blood himself, Damian was, as usual, ignored.
'We did catch her. You let her escape,' Damian retorted.
'You don't know anything, kid.'
'I know I could've killed her, and you stopped me. That's all I need to know.'