Barbatos..
Barbatos felt it the moment enough Wards came down to allow him access to his Beth again, and strangely, his Bond with Drew came back to life as well.
“Drew?!” Barbatos snarled, turning in place, but already knowing what he was bound to find as he bolted toward the stand of trees he’d left Drew hiding behind. Had he really been that distracted that he’d not noticed when his Bond with Drew had been cut off?
The stand of trees felt further into the forest than he remembered. Other plants kept grabbing at him, snagging his leathers and flesh, throwing limbs in his way and tangling around his boots as he ran. At least, he reached the place he’d left Drew, only Drew was no longer there. Barbatos would have doubted his memory, if it wasn’t for his sense of smell, which at that mome
