Muffled wails echoed throughout the fir hollow, perhaps heard in the near surroundings, too.
Elara was deeper into Daru's arms, a hand over her mouth.
It seemed she was painfully aware that what she was doing would get her killed. So, she wasn't resisting, though oddly, she could not stop crying either.
Daru, meanwhile, had done everything he could and was now hoping…praying that nothing enters their hollow, eyes fixated coldly at the entrance.
The moment he sensed something, he would stand up and fight.
Their humble dwelling was spacious, but it was very difficult to fight inside, especially for a human like him, who was used to moving around to evade the usually mightier opponent's strikes.
Here, he would have to fight like a cornered beast.
The Dark Sentries kept on giving him notifications, yet it somehow wasn't issuing a warning of danger.
