Wahrryn's Point Of View
After accepting the phone from Jehssupe, I stared at the glowing screen nervously. As much as I was dying to know what was going on, and whether or not he was okay, I also had no idea what I would even say to him, that wouldn't make matters worse.
After taking a deep breath, I finally decided to call him anyway. I scrolled through our recent calls, and found his number immediately. Then, I pressed the call button without hesitation.
"Tristan! I'm so glad you answered! Everyone has been trying to contact your Mates, but they aren't having any luck..." I said, both trying to suppress my anxiety, and happy that he had actually accepted my call.
–Yeah... I imagine that they've got their hands full, trying to contend with the current problem knocking at our door. I've been hearing nothing but explosions and gunfire, for the past three hours now...
