Kellen knew he needed to focus, but worry was a pulse underneath his skin. He couldn't give his students the attention they needed, especially since they were also trembling with fear and worry.
Pamela had arrived at 2 am in the morning. She had rested in the car, the only thing Kellen could believe because she had everything up and running in a half an hour. Rhys got the call that the front lines was calling, and both men had grimly gotten ready, taken each other's hand and had headed to the conference room.
It was as grim and horrifying as Kellen had worried it would be.
Pamela was streaked with dirt, as was everyone else who was in frame. Every important person that anyone would care about was in frame, meaning the camera was quite a distance away, and not where it had been before. It was now in the Saturn Guild's area, instead of near the poison gate, and everyone was wearing a suit. Everyone.
