True Self

"What on earth happened? The Director... Why hasn't he appeared yet?"

Within the camp of the Black Nightmare Army, an atmosphere of unease was slowly rising up. At the moment, it was already the morning of the second day; the time to attack has arrived, but Benjamin had not yet appeared. A few mages had hurriedly rushed into the tent to find Benjamin lying on the bed, in a state of unconsciousness that he could not be awakened from, no matter how many times they shook or called him.

Immediately, many people fell into a panic.

Healing magic, noises, medicine... They tried various methods, but no to avail. They examined the unconscious Benjamin again and again. There were no injuries, no illnesses; nothing out of the ordinary that could be found on him.

"The people over in the Wood army is urging us again. Don't we have to inform them of this situation?" Joanna walked in from the tent, speaking with a troubled look on her face.