Leaving Zilverduin was never an easy choice, but it was necessary. Soren knew that Koen could only reach his full potential if he didn’t have to worry about his weird, broken friend. A sharp ringing pulled Soren from his sleep. He groaned and reached for the phone on the bedside table. The screen read ‘Big B’. He hesitated for a moment, then answered. Before he could speak, a deep, gravelly voice came through “Hey man, ch...