Artemus was now in his human form, wearing just a pair of pants since it was easier for shifting. His hair was wet from the rain as he crawled into the narrow tunnel where Abigail was sleeping. Their hiding spot had been good for a while but not anymore.
"We have to go," he whispered to the girl.
"They'll eat us... I'm scared."
"I won't let them, Abigail. You trust me, don't you?"
She nodded. The temperature had fallen and she was shivering in her muddy pyjama. Abigail's tears made an appearance when she thought about the monsters that were waiting outside for them.
"Okay," she replied through her tears. This man had saved her when everyone was getting killed. She trusted him, and even though it was scary outside, Abigail felt that her saviour was a reliable person.
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"We're getting near," Alka told his companions.
"How many times have you said that?"
"I mean it," the plant mage told Magnus.
