The walk out of the dungeon was way faster than when they entered it. The hallways didn't look as frightening as before. They were using most torches now, since a good part of their ores had been lost, stolen by the Shadow Hound or consumed by Bogath or Alex.
Rel'Tir was being carried at the front and Alex was the tail, as he was getting accustomed to. The young elf was trying not to stand out constantly, but it was becoming harder to do so.
From time to time he could see the faces turning to look at him, mostly Ratamir, Tal'Dore and Ravi who had witnessed the monster dead on the city hall, but seemed suspicious about the whole fight.
Alex was sure they would talk with Bogath privately and then with him to know exactly what had happened. The young elf would tell exactly that, except the part that he knew somehow the origin of the creature.
