Kalysto: *continues to yell angrily, then tries to kick Desiree again, giving up after a time when it doesn’t work. He buries his face in his hands and begins to cry, feeling powerless*
Rhyderi: No, seriously, put him down. *frowns at her*
Milena: *sighs and shakes her head, not saying anything. She stops suddenly as Bael thumps down in front of her, then kneels before her*
Bael: They gather north of here. The first group are south. They travel in four small clusters. The weakest and the most ill are in the slower groups. Some will not make it. *laughs softly*