[JER]
"Russel, please!!" Jer led for the umpteenth time. The darkness was consuming him at a faster rate than he had thought possible and frankly, his world was done crashing on him. If he lost his woman, he would lose everything.
He couldn't free himself and the weather had gotten terrible, it didn't help that all the wolves inside the pack house had already been taken to their underground bunkers, so there was no one looking out for him.
Not even his own warriors.
Standing alone in the battlefield, Jer called out to the only person he hoped could help him. She had promised that Malika wouldn't be hurt, so she had to be around, she had to have known how this shit turned out.
"You promised she wouldn't be hurt. You promised me, please, save her," Jer pleaded again before a cloud of fog suddenly showed up, making Her release a sigh of relief.
