His long dark hair hung dripping around his face and over his shoulders. Moisture collected in his neat beard and mustache. He hurried between the shadow-cloaked stone buildings, darted into each entry, and inspected every empty room. They had already been searched, thoroughly. Jaer knew this. Aven, Sean, Tam, and Tiar had made sure no space was left unexplored. Erynn was gone. He had to see the truth of this for himself, though. With each vacant structure, his anger grew. He welcomed the fury burning in his gut. This fire would sustain him through the night. Never show fear. Ghosts feed off fear. Ghosts grow powerful from the terror they create, gaining in strength. With the COM repaired, and communication to Glaskra and Leathan established, Jaer would soon have contact with Cale. After listening to Aven’s account of the night before, Leathan sent Anbas and Glaskra City Guards to help. Jaer hoped the sheer number of live inhabitants in the fortress would keep the dead ones away. His heart skipped.
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