He sprints toward the hiding place in the forest where he'd told them to stay. To wait for him. He hopes for a moment that they did stay, then wonders if they might have been safer if they'd gone.
Because he's going to be too late.
There are horrors here that he has been unable to defeat. He battled them, he might even have contained them, but at what cost to his friends? Will he find only trampled ground where they last stood? Will there be bodies?
Hearts pounding, he reaches the grove and sees....