A sudden burst of wind came from behind. The trees swayed because of the blast of air, dead leaves flew a few feet off the ground. The forest only keeps getting darker as the sun finally disappears.

I checked his breathing and it was slow. He’s barely breathing! A sob escapes from my parted lips as I look at Izaac on my arm.

“What happened?” Asked the baritone, stern voice.

“Please help him!” I begged whoever was standing behind me.

Light footsteps came forward. My head rose and I saw shadows. Ambrose looked down at Izaac before gesturing to Gideon to pick him up. The latter did as Ambrose ordered...