Vacuus held his sword, his eyes scanning furiously. "What is that? Was it the wind?" But no winds stirred in the crypt. It could only mean one thing: danger.
He held very still and collapsed the essence in his feet, then used it to cover his whole body.
"What is wrong?" Stallus said when she saw that he was in attack mode. Then she saw the grasses moving and she also brought her sword. Others followed their lead.
They were tired and weak, but when faced with danger, all that was forgotten.
Azaroth waited as it got closer, and he tensed because he didn't know how his body would hold up if it got down to a fight.
Something green jumped out, and his sword flashed forward. Blood splashed, and something hit the ground with a thud. Weak essence rose and settled on him.
"What is that?" Azaroth pointed with his sword at the small monster that was dead in front of him. It was a small monster, covered in green fur.
