Jacob let out a small yelp as he was forcfully turned, his eyes frowing wide as he saw who stood before him. He felt the sceptor touch his chest, his reality shifting. He pulled back from the memory. Not even returning to the field, he ended the dream completely, falling back and sliding against the cell if the wall until he came to rest on the floor. The fox stared over at Zaida, realizing she had no clue who took the place of her father. "Fury!" His mind called out.