The pilots flying those helicopters weren't your average human pilots. They were battle-hardened warriors from the Grimroot Pack, specially trained for high-stakes missions like this one, which meant the whole trip felt lightning-fast and way safer than it had any right to be.
They touched down right at the luxury hotel Voren had booked for the whole crew.
Seraphine slept like the dead through every single second of the journey. She didn't stir once, not even a little twitch.
When the helicopter finally landed in the Outlands and the blades started winding down, Esperanza unbuckled herself in a hurry and pressed her little face right up against the window, eyes sparkling with pure excitement. "Mommy, we're here! We made it to the Outlands!"
She waited, practically bouncing, for Seraphine to smile back or say something. But nothing happened. Seraphine stayed completely still, lost in that deep, unnatural sleep.
