"So you're telling me something's wrong with this place?" Logan asked, arms crossed as he recalled the way the wary ogre had refused to leave the confines of his cave.
The beast had been on the defensive from the start, cautious and tense why the group left the cave. Logan had to explain—twice—that the vampire threat was over, and that his own creatures weren't affiliated with those who once stalked the outside of his cavern.
The ogre finally accepted it, but his thoughts where still heavy through the Empathic Link.
[Yes. Fog is thicker now. Hard to see if you're not used to it. Spirit is becoming strange… need to help… but vampires made it worse. They killed my family.]
Logan's expression tightened.
[Demons tried to take over island. Spirit grew mad. Now… no sun. No trees. No food. Monsters are dying. Only the strongest survive.] Juggernaut added.
It lined up.
