After bidding farewell to his allies, Drayk followed the icy trail to the fortress alone. The place was still surrounded by a strange energy. Even after the fall of the last general, the magical prison hadn't disappeared — a clear sign that the true creator of that place was still alive.
Drayk took a deep breath. Each step echoed between the frozen walls. It didn't take long before he found the three village leaders. They were unconscious, trapped in distinct runic circles, one for each.
"Shit... this looks like an ancient spiritual binding ritual," he muttered, approaching.
Without wasting time, he activated the teleportation runes and sent the three directly to New Drakhal. Medical care was already waiting for them.
With that resolved, he decided to search the rest of the fortress. It was his territory now — and he needed to know if there was anything there that could be useful.
