Layla looked at the attacks and wrote it down, she had not seen Nexon in the sky or his plasma fires so that meant he wasn't here. Somehow she could feel he wasn't. The people defended themselves and when the dragons took off again, those who had lost their house went to the big meeting house where they had made beds for those who would lose their house in a dragons attack.

She decided to go and sleep some for now but tomorrow she would go to him again and she didn't care if he would burn her or not. She wanted answers and it seemed that he knew what go's wrong. She would this time use her stubbornness that she owned as a viking and wouldn't leave until he would have given at least a few answers.