Jade had felt the presence. From across the grounds it seemed to send a pulsing thrum that reverberated through the ground beneath his feet; to anyone else, it would have gone entirely unfelt. But the disturbance was unmistakable in its familiarity; it was the same, unnamed thing he'd felt the other day after Byron had collapsed by the Gardens. The same thing, he could only presume, that Marlow had sketched and posted on the messaging boards for the cirque (it was rather hard to tell with visual posts; most of the time he had to ask someone to describe it for him or base assumptions of what was being shown off of the reactions to it.)
But either way he made his way toward the center of the grounds, moving beneath the surface of the earth so as to avoid interruption. He rarely made use of this ability except in dire situations, and while he couldn't be sure this was dire he was certain it was, at the very least, on the more urgent side.
Emerging, or more accurately to any who witnessed it, materializing from the ground near the Wish Tree, he was immediately aware of the presence of two others. One was Sirikit, the recently materialized spirit who dwelled there. He only knew this by the sound of her voice; she was either incorporeal or floating at the moment, for she gave off no vibrations for him to see her by. The other was mroe substantial, and so with his unique vision he could clearly see the silhouette of one whom he assumed to be the new lion guard. Nali, maybe. He wasn't exactly a prominent contributor to the welcome wagon, and so tended to realize there were new recruits only when they wandered into his tent or he bumped into them by chance.
Like now, for example.
He felt a strange chill and looked puzzled for a moment; it was as though something had passed through him, a feeling he decided then that he did not much like. "What happened?" he called out, hoping for answers. "I felt something.... Is the tree alright?" He turned his face to regard the tree, something he could see without seeing, pulsing with magic and nature and beauty like a brilliant beacon, but he could not, at the moment, detect the malicious force that had drawn him here.