After Casius spoke those words, a night out of hell began for the hunters who were now trapped on the prison. The loud banging on the sound would last for half an hour and then stop only for it to start over again startling everyone. Sleeping was impossible since any hit on the reinforced metal door could be the one that makes it give in.
The alloy frame shook after every hit and they could do nothing about it, safe for praying that is. None of those present had any religion or faith on a higher power, but even Uriel was tempted to begin praying as the door seemed to weaken after every hit.
"They can't keep this up all night, can they?" Sharp asked, failing to keep her fear from showing.
"I think they can. We only had a cuple brief encounters with the fog while we were in the wetlands, but it's never been like this." Uriel replied.
"What do you mean it wasn't like this?"
