#anders01

“Excuse me...!” 

He could only go so far with a leg up in a cast and none of his brothers by his side. As far as he could recall - he wasn’t even sure if they were okay, and that was something that was bothering him. He hadn’t been able to see them all in so long, are they okay? That was the question lodged in the back of his mind. 

But he couldn’t exactly pull out his phone in the middle of a battle zone, now could he? Of course, he was safe for now, but he wanted to find a place to just stay for the day. 

Karamatsu gave a smile towards the stranger and approached him as quickly as he possibly could.

She and Anders had both been in his apartment, and Wardens knew the advantage of grabbing sleep whenever possible. They’d crashed in his room for as long as they could before the fighting started and then took to the streets to rendezvous with others outside Daylen’s home.

Anders knows the way there, and Bethany has been following while clearing a path through the waves of drones that seek to take them down. Not unlike a mindless horde of Darkspawn, but far less intimidating.

“Oh, fuck off,” she mutters, using her newly-restored heirloom staff to cast Apocalyptic Firestorm. Fire slams down into the drones in her way and she catches up to Anders as they run through Sector 4.