Give us the boy
The faction hall had turned into a complete mess in mere seconds. When the Marked came rushing out of the room, some expected only a few to have gone mad. After all, they were really being checked on, and they even had a list of which markings had developed more.
Now they realised that the whole thing was useless. Every single person they had captured looked like they had already been taken over by whatever the marking was. What was worse, is how the faction members needed to deal with them.
They were unable to kill them, and at the same time, they were being cautious about getting bitten or hit, as they knew the infection would spread to them as well.
"We need to get out of here!" Layla said.
"I don't think that's an option," Fex replied. "Looking at how many Graylash members are in on this, I'm afraid it might be the whole lot of them. Do you remember what they were doing outside?"