Faeloria could tell that Selene was somewhere nearby, yet she couldn't pinpoint her exact location. It was like searching for a pin lost in a haystack, submerged in a pitch-black void where even her sharp elven sight was rendered useless.
The darkness around her felt almost alive, suffocating and pressing in from all sides, as if it were trying to swallow her whole.
'I can't rely on my eyes in this situation,' she realized, shutting them and allowing her other senses to take over, forcing her instincts to guide her.
The vines Faeloria had summoned were already hard at work, thrashing and coiling against the sentient shadows that encroached from every direction, holding the darkness at bay. With her vision shut off, the world opened up in new ways.
