Lukas ran ahead with his tachi drawn, in his sight was the Ghast of Shorstone, though he dared not to look at it directly.
His heart was racing and his body was shaking as cold sweat rolled down his back. Not being able to look directly at the ghast terrified him and calmed him. He was scared of not seeing an attack coming, but also eased by not having to be completely reminded of that night every time he looked at it, metaphorically at least, considering it could force him to remember it.
Bene and Karve were some distance behind him.
Bene ran forward with his severed arm frozen over to stop the bleeding. Luckily, it wasn't his dominant arm, and he didn't use a two-handed weapon. In fact, he rarely used a weapon at all, relying almost completely on his Frequency.
