Buldok's expression hardened, the flicker of uncertainty on his face vanishing in an instant as his voice cut through the silence. "Where are they, Kolgar?"
Kolgar's heart lurched inside his chest, panic crawling up his throat before he could stop it.
'Sh*t! He can't know! He can't find out that I ran, that I saved myself and left them to die,' he thought,
The sweat rolling down his temples felt heavier with every second that passed, his own body was literally betraying him.
Kolgar's mouth moved before his mind could properly catch up, tone forced into something that sounded mournful.
"T—They're… gone," he answered, each word dragged out with a weight he tried to make believable.
Buldok's eyes widened, disbelief carving deep lines into his face.
He stumbled closer, seizing Kolgar's shoulders with trembling hands that gripped too tight.
"H—How about Malav?" His voice cracked against the name, almost breaking into a plea.
