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Reule's Desperation

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A few hours ago...

Reule’s heart hammered with worry as to where Wren was. She had been missing for almost a day, and his patience was running out. He didn’t like the silence in Yannis’s quarters, nor the way his warlock friend seemed torn, as though holding something back. Reule could sense the tension that radiated from Yannis.

Reule went to Yannis to gather some information.

“Yannis,” he demanded, his voice taut.

“If there’s anything you know, anything at all that could lead us to Wren, I need to hear it now. Her life could depend on it.”

Yannis’s gaze flickered, hesitating. Then, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a deep regret reflected in his expression. “Reule… I do know something. Two hours ago I had a premonition,” he said, barely a whisper.

Reule took a step forward, his fists clenched, every muscle in his body tense.

“Then why didn’t you come to me sooner?”

Yannis looked away, his face shadowed by a mixture of guilt and reluctance.

“Because… it
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