With Raffe's hand in his Nox felt better, more like himself. But they followed Sterling, the orb of light trailing behind them a good distance - just enough light so they didn't destroy their night vision. Without his land warriors Nox didn't trust the shadows down here.
"We can talk about that when we get out of here." Nox reassured Raffe. Bullets and monsters and the Atharim all not good topics to think about in the darkness. The noises were getting louder. The scratching of the masses Nox recognized them but why were they so close to the surface. They shouldn't be this close. Or even near here. It was highly concerning.
Sterling made a left and Nox whispered in the darkness. "Other way."
Sterling turned back and glared at him but she went the right way. The scratching only got louder. "Sterling stay closer please." Nox pleaded. She didn't heed it right away but she did pull closer to them. The darkness was closing in around them. It was dark and then Nox heard a yip. One he recognized.
Nox called out into the darkness. "Nova." He called again and again and soon the furry critter scampered into view, but as the pup came into view so did twenty or more sets of glassy eyes peering into the darkness. The sight drew upon the power with and the hoard purred, Nox had no other way to describe the sound coming from in front of them as he wielded a whip of fire and then tied it off and let it hang on his waist - waiting - ready. Nox let go of Raffe's hand and grabbed Sterling's shoulder he pulled her back behind him. She clung to his leg.
Nox called out to Nova again, the dog came closer but so did the hoard. But they didn't move when Nox plead inwardly no please don't ... The pack stopped moving and Nova too. Nox called for the dog again... it came and so followed the hoard, their dark sagging skin and their beady eyes coming into fiew of the orb light.
Nox pulled the whip into hand and unfurled it. There was a snarl in the pack and soon there was much yipping to follow in the darkness. And then nothing but the purr of the hoard of creatures - to the tune of the fire at the end of his hand.
"We can talk about that when we get out of here." Nox reassured Raffe. Bullets and monsters and the Atharim all not good topics to think about in the darkness. The noises were getting louder. The scratching of the masses Nox recognized them but why were they so close to the surface. They shouldn't be this close. Or even near here. It was highly concerning.
Sterling made a left and Nox whispered in the darkness. "Other way."
Sterling turned back and glared at him but she went the right way. The scratching only got louder. "Sterling stay closer please." Nox pleaded. She didn't heed it right away but she did pull closer to them. The darkness was closing in around them. It was dark and then Nox heard a yip. One he recognized.
Nox called out into the darkness. "Nova." He called again and again and soon the furry critter scampered into view, but as the pup came into view so did twenty or more sets of glassy eyes peering into the darkness. The sight drew upon the power with and the hoard purred, Nox had no other way to describe the sound coming from in front of them as he wielded a whip of fire and then tied it off and let it hang on his waist - waiting - ready. Nox let go of Raffe's hand and grabbed Sterling's shoulder he pulled her back behind him. She clung to his leg.
Nox called out to Nova again, the dog came closer but so did the hoard. But they didn't move when Nox plead inwardly no please don't ... The pack stopped moving and Nova too. Nox called for the dog again... it came and so followed the hoard, their dark sagging skin and their beady eyes coming into fiew of the orb light.
Nox pulled the whip into hand and unfurled it. There was a snarl in the pack and soon there was much yipping to follow in the darkness. And then nothing but the purr of the hoard of creatures - to the tune of the fire at the end of his hand.
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