Dron barely had enough time to make sure that Tempest was safe in the transport before Gerax used his wrist device to get them moving.
"What is the rush? What is going on?" Tempest asked from where she was sitting.
Dron wanted to know what was going on as well. He felt as if he should be mad with Gerax for interrupting them as they were just getting through a breakthrough. But something about how the thin beta male looked let Dron know that whatever was happening was important.
"Someone…something… I don't know." Gerax seemed to be at a loss of words.
"What do you mean you don't know? Where are you taking us now?" Dron asked.
"The poor class." Gerax spoke through gritted teeth. "I just don't understand how or why they would do that. I don't understand."
"Don't understand what?" Dron asked, his panic already building inside of him.
"Oh god… what's happened?" Tempest asked, her anxiety on the rise as well.
