The elder is surprised at Lucas' ability, and intrigue washes through him like a child seeing a new toy. It can wait though. He has other priorities. His people and their will must always come first.
"I'm sorry, but I have no time. The chosen one must come with us now, before time takes it's toll upon her. I cannot go against the will of my people. She will be unharmed, as will you and your pack. There will be no bloodshed, only transformation."
He abates in his attempt to drive out Lucas, settling for placing Chris in a deeper sleep, where her dream-state is weaker, and returning his focus to his physical form, moving more quickly for the woods.
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