Darnny's senses were heightened as she finally had a drink and some nourishment. The taste of cool, refreshing water danced on her tongue, reviving her parched throat. She wiped away the sticky, coppery blood that flowed down from her eyes to her face, feeling a sense of relief wash over her.
Using her fingertips, she carefully navigated through the darkness until her hand landed on a bottle full of water. She grasped it tightly and continued forward with newfound strength. Time seemed to blur together as she traversed through the darkness of Dark Temple, but she estimated at least a day or two had passed since she stepped into Dark Temple.
She walked alone in the thick darkness, and her hands outstretched before her as she felt her way forward. The blindness made vision inky blackness swallow everything around her, slowing her pace and making each step a careful one.
