The Isle

Foulques had only just begun to stir himself, but at the sound of the scream, he was rolling to his feet and into a fighting stance, spear in hand, almost before he knew what he was doing. As consciousness caught up with reflexes however, he quickly realized that there was no enemy to threaten them, and holstered his spear. Now thoroughly awake, he moved to kneel by Chara. "Chara?", he said. "Are you hurt? Why did you scream?"