Lord Ferox is rushing me through the streets, and I wonder why he is in such a hurry.
Then I see them.
Drones zoom overhead, their metal wings working overtime to keep them airborne.
In my old city there were millions of them, all programmed to follow 'suspicious  characters''
Mentally, I beg Lord Ferox to slow down, remembering the way that drones chase the people that run from them.
I can hear Gwyn, Leona, and Mila running after us, and I hope that they keep up- for all our sakes.
We finally make it to the home of Lord Ferox, and he shuts the door behind us the minute Gwyn makes it through.
He turns to us, and sighs loudly.
" Gwyn, Mila, Leona, and Mara..." he muses, his gaze sweeping through us like a gust of cool air.
" I believe its time to share our secrets."