"By sheer luck…" explained Morla as she rubbed her sore knees that were aching from standing up for so long "…the hunters simply turned and ran back in complete darkness through the paths they had taken or rather could remember taking, to the best of their memory while also simultaneously hoping that they wouldn't meet the Razvine along the way. By the end of this risky venture, only four out of the twenty-five hunters made it back alive"
"…I see" I paused for a minute as the whole situation dawned on me, my mind continuously analyzing Morla's words before finally speaking confidently after a minute or two.
