SEVEN - Through the Portal

Krona turned and saw Warren stumble through the portal as it flashed out of existence, the rangers of Camp Swiftrunner instinctively shot up like meerkats as they noticed the exhausted heros of Divine Victory appear.

Tyrion was the first to reach them, helping Shreftwood to his feet he shot a glance at his team “Get them up!” he called. Flynn and four other rangers quickly fell into a jog over to them helping them off the ground. Tyrion looked into Shreftwood’s eyes, a tear had broken through and streamed down his cheek, nothing needed to pass between the men, Tyrion just knew but needed confirmation of the dread that was coursing through him like a hot poker “Sir, What of Gravland and Lengolas…” his voice trailed off as Sheftwood dropped his head. He strode past without a word. Tyrion watched stunned.

This is not not like Shreftwood, he's normally a calm and collected elf thought Tyrion. Gravland and Leng are gone, and Divine Victory is broken. Horror gripped him, he gazed back a