Mr. Lich's true identity

Thomas looked at the broken skull mask in Frey's hands and scrunched up his eyebrows. "What is that?"

"Something that will help." Frey pulled his sleeve out of his grasp.

Thomas looked to Elero and grimaced: "Ok but make sure you do this right or you'll just make things worse for Elero. Are you sure you have this?"

"Hell no." Frey stepped forward. His burning legs and twisted ankle could barely hold the enormous weight on his shoulders. Another step drew him closer and a knot formed at his chest, pulling tighter the closer he got.

"Did you find him?" Alexander asked, loosening the pressure in his jaw. "Did you find Jameson's kid?"

Elero blinked. "No…I got captured before I even entered. They had these weird sentient statues that caught me and held me down as soon as I landed at the foot of their mountain."