Gallen roared as he was temporary blinded, by the light emitting from Miluiel's horn. Normally it wouldn't have mattered, but for some reason he could not smell his prey, and there were no sound, aside from the wargs. With a loud thud, he ran headfirst into a tree. "Son of a whore...." He groaned, as his vision slowly recovered. Looking around, the two he'd hunted were gone without a trace, and the wargs walked around, hopelessly confused. He sighed, at the sight of touch lights started to close. Whistling to gather the wargs around him, he made his way back to his men. "They got away!" he shouted, as Azunai came into sight. "They?" "One unicorn, and one druid." He added, not fully aware if Franklin was indeed a were, or someone who could change with the aid of magic. "Let the wargs run free, i want them found." Ordered Azunai, who would rather avoid adding "Two escaped us." to his next report. Gallen gave the signal, and the large gathering of wargs ran into the forest, spreading out to find any were that might be within the forest.