My heart raced as I threw myself into the pit. My claws scrape away at the dirt desperately trying to uncover anything.
Sniffer and Twig stood motionless as if bewildered at the scene in front of them.
How, how did they find us? Those bastards shouldn't even know rats are here let alone be able to find our burrow.
My claws slowed as I reached the harsh rocky layer which lay beneath the soil. There was nothing. The hole had been cleared out completely. No bags, no sleeping material and most importantly no Thassius.
Fuck, fuck, fuck what have I missed. How did they find us?
The only variable still present is that goblin woman but why would she know where we were?
Crawling out of the pit I gave a brief yet calculative survey of our surroundings. What happened wasn't hard to guess. While we were away the hole had been ambushed by trolls. The heavy indents in the dirt gave away their presence.
