They all voiced their concerns, their words going on top of each other, their faces a mix of fear and exasperation.
The forest was dangerous enough on the edges, but the deeper parts? The parts where the Yuimons and Horned Olfs roamed?
That was death territory. Even the most skilled archers would stand no chance against the creatures that lurked there.
Darion listened from a distance.
He knew that part of the forest well. It was dangerous.
What had helped that time was just that he had lots of powerful undeads, creatures that could tear through anything that threatened them.
Without that protection, all the archers would certainly die. They would be overwhelmed in minutes, their arrows useless against the massive beasts that prowled the deep woods.
What was Seren thinking? Was she dumb? She'd die!
The thought flashed through his mind. He knew she was capable, but this was beyond her skill, beyond anyone's skill. Even he had been terrified at times.
