The battered and broken pack stepped back into the yellow light of the Silent City on one another's shoulders. The first voice they heard was Rhazii's. He was distraught and tear-streaked. He was just entering the square where they had left with Marcaille in tow.

"You have to try and make a portal like Meesei does! I saw them jump into a-" Rhazii stopped as he saw his family. "Mother! Father!" He closed the distance between them in a few strides.

Fendros stopped him with firm words. "Help carry your aunt, son. Do [i]not[/i] strike her head on anything, understand?"

Rhazii moved to comply. His eyes darted around to everyone's injuries. "What happened? Is aunt Kaleeth okay!?"

"She'll be alright, Rhazii," Janius said. He was glad for Rhazii taking Kaleeth under her other shoulder, especially with his jarred knee. "We just need to get to some healers."

"Marcaille," Sabine said. She didn't give much time for a response before squeezing Marcaille tightly in her arms.