Everyone was quiet. The Cathay's news was perhaps just as worse as it was better than everyone expected. To be told that Meesei was likely going to die soon, that the next few hours would be all they would have left to speak with her, was almost more difficult than hearing that she was definitely gone, if only for the suspension of closure. Still, perhaps more closure could now be afforded with speaking to her. Few enough lycans with silver wounds are given the same opportunity.

Though, no one was thinking that deeply. They were too scared, looking at the ground or into the distance.

Perhaps it was Ahnasha's words or maybe she just wanted to get things over with, but Sabine was the first to start walking in the direction of the tent. She did not wait for anyone and her pace was brisk. Strangely, she wasn't crying. She looked determined. After exchanging some glances, Fendros and Janius followed behind.