Silence. Nothing but the sound of the winds and the light steps of a hunter. She felt something nudge her hand but didn't bother to look down. Her ghost rose up and bumped her shoulder this time. Still no response. He flew to her face and spoke up timidly.
"You heard what Zavala said right? How we weren't supposed to go here alone?"
Silence.
He continued.
"Well, it isn't too late to turn back. I'm sure we could bring Dellion-4 and--"
She pushed her ghost away. Something wasn't right. Terrifying shrieks filled the air as a river of thralls poured from their den and sprinted toward the hunter. She readied her bow and grabbed an arrow. Lionel would have been proud.
"You heard what Zavala said right? How we weren't supposed to go here alone?"
Silence.
He continued.
"Well, it isn't too late to turn back. I'm sure we could bring Dellion-4 and--"
She pushed her ghost away. Something wasn't right. Terrifying shrieks filled the air as a river of thralls poured from their den and sprinted toward the hunter. She readied her bow and grabbed an arrow. Lionel would have been proud.