Mikhael nearly bit his tongue trying to stop from screaming a curse, "I knew there was something wrong here..." looking over to Lucas and Joshua, "Make with haste, we need to find the lad. He won't last long alone out there." he muttered, turning to look out to the surrounding woodlands once more in case they might have missed something. 

He might not be able to see properly, but from what he accounted from Ezekiel, not all of them were blinded by the unknown fog.  

	He made sure to remain calm despite knowing how dire the situation had gotten, remembering how easily moral can break when the only place of hope and safety is hours away from where they are. Henry had a kind heart, but that probably made him the worst warrior. There was not much difference their age in reality, but Henry was like a little child compared to his comrades. Out of the small circle of those who Mikhael had any semblance of amiable relationship with, Henry was the most understanding of other people's emotions, coming to comfort any one of them whenever they felt unhappy or distressed. Speaking of which, why had he been chosen to accompany them on this journey of all things? This was not some care-free field trip. They were tasked with saving the village and their Queen from destruction. The boy can barely stab at humans during practice without squealing or closing his eyes in fear, let alone fighting off hordes of vile and horrific beasts. Did he volunteer, or forced to go? If so, on what basis? 

Whatever the case, he is missing from the company and they needed to find him quickly. 

	"Get ready, we have little time to be standing around!" he said, immediately moving over to where Lilith had laid herself, tapping her bunk with his hand, "Hey, wake up." once more with urgency powering his voice, "Wake up!"

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