"Can you walk?" Raiden asked, helping Leo stand. Even as he spoke, his mind kept drifting to the awful snapping sounds echoing from Soul's battle.
"What happened?" Leo managed between painful coughing fits, cradling his neck with both hands.
"It was the Lost Child, Leo. He tricked you." Leo slowly rose to his feet, one hand gripping Raiden's arm.
"Now that you're fully conscious, I doubt the dark dream can take hold of you."
"Okay."
They both stared at the mansion, Soul's rage manifesting as a fiery aura that expanded relentlessly, minute by minute.
Raiden's eyes narrowed as he took in the signs: the violent sounds, the raw intensity, and the dense fog choking that area. The Lost Child was definitely fighting Soul head-on.
A grim smile touched Raiden's lips. While he questioned whether Soul could match the child's power, her struggle would grant him the chance to search for the others.
"Where's everyone?" Leo whispered, his body wavering as he tried to remain standing.
