Kyva watched the creature retreat back into the shadows, and she was unsure about what to feel. Her mind was basically torn between relief and uncertainty. The creature had not attacked her, which she was thankful for, but its unexpected retreat brought her no comfort, only a hollow, uneasy pause.
She sank to her knees when it dawned on her that she was truly safe, only now realizing how much they quivered. Her hands shook, betraying her as she clutched the dagger, whilst her eyes narrowed as she turned it in her grasp.It wouldn't make sense now to say the creature had fled because it was scared of her dagger, would it?
The image of those tendrils nearly slicing her head off made her shiver.
If her wound had not healed, she would not have been able to run the way she did today. She thanked the heavens for healing her, though she doubted they could hear the depths of her gratitude.
Rising unsteadily to her feet, Kyva soon spotted the siblings a short distance away.
