The windstorm came out of no where.
One second Dron was in a state of near panic after realizing that Tempest had just walked into an enclosed space with other alphas after their intense and private phone conversation to sharp shards of dust and rock smacking him in the face.
"We're not going to make it through this!" Verux called out as he tried to cling to the wall of the cliffs. The winds were so strong they were pushing some of the smaller individuals off their feet.
Dron initially tried to call Tempest right back, but the sudden change in weather caused his communication not to connect.
He had to hope that she would be safe. He was truly putting a lot of faith in Rynax. Faith Dron wasn't sure the man deserved. Still, Dron knew if Tempest wasn't unharmed when he got to her, Rynax would have to pay. Dron had already promised the alpha that when he left Tempest in his care.
