The cloud of dust still covered the road.
Max narrowed his eyes, trying to see something.
Then a figure ran toward them through the dust.
"Sophie."
Max threw the carriage door open.
Sophie stopped in front of them, breathing a little heavily.
"I'm fine!"
Max frowned.
"What happened?"
Sophie wiped her forehead with her hand.
"My brother…"
She sighed.
"I think he went crazy."
The cloud of dust slowly began to fade, and then they could see it.
The carriage ahead was split in half.
The wheels were scattered across the road.
The planks were shattered.
The horses were gone.
In the middle of the wreckage stood Neros.
He held his sword drawn in one hand.
The tip of the blade was pointed at Thog.
In his other hand he held a small green gem.
Thog was on the ground with his hands raised.
"W-wait!"
Dorian looked at Sophie carefully.
He frowned.
"Hmm."
Sophie looked at him.
"What?"
Dorian raised a hand.
"You seem to be under a magical effect."
Sophie blinked.
