Frostbound

Gabriel

Gabriel wasn't sure what he was walking out into. He didn't want to be away from his brother for too long but something was obviously going down inside the camp and he needed to figure out what it was.

It wasn't often that people raised their voices and started yelling at each other and he needed to find out the reason why. People were usually more amenable than this.

Walking out of Chris's tent, he picked up on a distinct lack of people. It surprised him as he expected to see a crowd, but all of them were gone now. A quick survey pointed out the reason.

They were all leaving and streaming into the valley.

He could see a much larger group that was assembled down where they fought the Demons and even from here, he could feel the tension rising in the air around them. The auras flared either intentionally, or unintentionally as people gestured at one another.

A distinct fiery one was beginning to rise above the rest, smothering those around it almost unintentionally. The aura was just that much stronger it couldn't help but starve the others out from oxygen.

Even Rachel can't stop it? What the hell is going on?

He looked back at the tent conflicted. He wanted to find out what was happening quickly before going back but this was gearing up to take longer than he thought.

Both Mom and Ashley are in there. They can both power the Rune and my Ice won't melt that fast.

With that thought, his decision was made and his feet carried him toward the commotion.

It wasn't long after that he picked up on the odd mana levels. He had been so distracted he hadn't noticed. Mana levels like these usually indicated a natural treasure of some kind.