He parted his lips, searching for the stench of death. He seemed paralyzed with fear, taking deep, gasping breaths as he tried to gather his thoughts. As he began scrambling back to protect himself, multiple chains shot through the house, tearing through both floors and bursting through the roof. As he approached, something in his mind forced him to slide to a stop. He could see it, untouched by the strange attack, meaning his parents were still alright. Ess was almost at his parents’ home which rested just at the edge of the village.
