Andrew leaned in, his eyes narrowing as he listened to Delilah's account. His mind raced to connect the dots between the strange happenings deep in Ashwood Forest and the demons that lurked in the shadows. He muttered urgently, "These are dark times indeed. We must stay vigilant and be prepared to leave this town if the situation deteriorates."
Anxious, Delilah asked, "What do you mean, master?"
His face was etched with worry as he spoke, "I fear there may be more terrifying enemies lurking in the forest, ready to attack the town." The words hung heavy in the air, filling the room with dread.
As they continued their meal in silence, the tension was profound, as they each had their own thoughts. But just as they were about to finish, a sudden knock on the main door shattered the stillness. Andrew's eyes darted to Delilah, his brow furrowed with curiosity as he excused himself and made his way to the door.
