Jezin lept to his feet when the letter's secret was revealed. Thomas was right, he needed to get to Sophia. There was one problem, however. Forgetting all the differences between them, Jezin called out as he ran out the door. "I'm going there now, but I want my weapons. Have someone, anyone, bring them to me." He darted down the hallway, and out into the long staircase. He made his way down the long stairway, end bolted out through the door of the Tower of the Thistle. He rushed towards the Great Hall, shoving his way through the doors. He found Sophia, Gareth, and Sir Tyler standing there. He arrived just in time to hear Sir Tyler's words. "My thoughts exactly.We should go, now." 

 The color flushed from Sophia's face as the bells began to ring. Gareth was right, they were in danger. She looked around confusedly, trying to find any detail of what was going on. Everyone bore the same confused expression, though. Tyler suggested they return to the room, and Jezin suddenly appeared, agreeing with the knight. "Yes, right, we should go." Her hand shook in a fist at her side. She looked towards Gareth as she followed the two knights, calling back to him. "Gareth! Where will you go?" The world kept tumbling down.