"You should rest, considering your injury. Isaac and I will search for Alick," Forrest said, his tone reassuring yet firm.

Camila, her face drained of color, stood with a slight bend.

She was clearly in pain from her wounded shoulder.

“If you hear anything, please let me know," Camila rasped, her voice strained.

“Got it. I'll go get Annis," Forrest replied.