As soon as the entrance to their small hiding space was covered by chunks of earth, Emery gently placed Silva to the ground. Right then, his knees finally gave in and he collapsed to the ground. He really did use every last bit of his energy to hide Silva and himself here.
He laid on the ground, trying to relax even as his mind blanks out on the precipice of unconsciousness. After a while, he wheezed out. "We should… be… safe here…" Emery said, silently hoping in his heart that none of the regular acolytes had any sort of good tracking spells.
To his astonishment, Silva casually casted a spell. Tree roots started crawling from the small space he left and slowly made the place a little bit bigger. In addition, the green roots grew all over the chunks of earth, closing the entrance gap and reinforcing it.
