Baird’s POV

The warriors looked at each other, their heads turning and shoulders shrugging almost imperceptibly.

“Well?” I sat up, my head spinning slightly. “Where is she?”

One of the warriors raised his hand and frowned. They had no idea who I was talking about.

“Serena!” I shouted. “The girl who saved me!” I shook a fist at them, as if it would get my point across faster.

A warrior stepped ...