"We could go in," you point to the castle keep beyond the courtyard.
The castle is three stories tall, or at least it had been before the top layer partially collapsed. The second story is barely any better.
The fortress is as lifeless and still as a painting. Still, you wonder if anyone is looking back at you from the dark windows and arrow slits of the ruin.
What do you suggest?
"Gods know what's in that castle.
Let us fight only one enemy at a time, you say.
Soon, the forest around you is dotted with glowing sets of eyes.
It is difficult to count them as they appear and disappear behind the trees, but you guess twenty or more. "Surely, they will attack from all sides at once, says Reginold. "And they can see at night like we can in the day."