Malgarius quickly led her away from the dais, keeping his eyes fixed on the creature the entire time.
Gwendolyn followed, her mind filled with thoughts of the creature's fate. Would it be forced to remain in the darkness, forever alone and forgotten?
As they walked through the ancient ruins, the sounds of the screeching beast faded, replaced by a deep and oppressive silence.
Gwendolyn felt a chill run down her spine, the feeling of dread enveloping her. She couldn't help but feel responsible for the creature's fate, her mind replaying its words.
They continued to walk through the ancient ruins, their footsteps echoing in the eerie silence. The air was thick and heavy, the cold biting at their exposed skin.
After what felt like an eternity, they finally reached the entrance to the ruins. The sun was setting, radiating a warm glow over the harsh landscape.
