Haunted Wood You better run like the devil 'Cause they're never gonna leave you alone!

Santi is the last to show up. Striding up to the three before him, his ghostly hues slide to each one of them. They seem pissed, anger seethes into all their expressions and he finds his own brows furrowing. He doesn’t smell the scent yet but there’s something in the air that makes everything feel off.

He comes to a stop next to Serem, but his eyes only briefly meet all of their own, allowing himself to linger on Serem’s just a tad longer. Finally he gazes to his Warlord. “Mierda. What happened?” He asks lowly in his accented lilt.