"Yeah, why didn't Flora come back with us? What on earth happened? What about those outsiders from the major families? Are they dead?"
"The Spiritual Energy in the base is so rich. I feel like… I…" Cynthia Grant suddenly summoned a piranha plant. The plant, which was normally small enough to fit in the palm of her hand, now towered over her.
Everyone chattered at once, asking questions and sharing their thoughts. Despite the worry etched on their faces, they all knew one thing for certain: they couldn't get out.
Throughout it all, only Sherman Lynch stood rooted to the spot, silent. By the time Caleb Bloom, Jade, and the others turned to look at him, tears were streaming down the old man's face.
An old man over sixty-five, he was now sitting on the ground. One leg was drawn up, one hand resting on his knee, while the other furiously and resentfully slammed against the floor.
