Frostbound

Gabriel

He's alive. He had to be. There's no way that he died.

Gabriel's mind spun. Seeing the explosion nearly made his working thoughts crash. Like a short appeared causing all rational thought to shut down.

Watching Hal sprint off alerted him to something going on and watching Rachel and his mother follow behind, he couldn't stand there and be left behind.

As he ran the same things kept playing in his head. He even pulled up their faction on his status sheet to make sure leadership hadn't changed. Seeing Christopher's name still listed was his only rejoice, but even so, who was to say it would remain?

The time they were in the dungeon together. The time they had spent enchanting the castle. The hours spent designing defensive formations. The long talks about how they would set up the defensive Wards for the City. The memory that stuck out was the gruff and disheveled version that met them at their family home.

Gabe still remembered the rush of joy at seeing his brother again after returning.

All of the memories since played on repeat as his feet pounded the earth in the direction of everyone else. He noticed the wave of something flowing through the air, but he couldn't put his finger on what.

His best guess was that it was essence.

He wasn't familiar with the energy, not as much as mana, but that was the only thing his mind could come up with. Not that he had ever seen it before. Rachel talked about it once but he couldn't remember what she had said about it.

His focus was on the matrix behind skills rather than the ephemeral substance.

Hal had long run out of view with his insane speed, but he caught up soon enough.