The passing of hours gave way to a velvety night, only to be replaced by another gentle dawn.
The relentless pursuers continued their relentless march, their footsteps echoing through the dense forest, even after Liam had lost their tracks because of Ester's diversion. It was a stroke of luck that granted him the chance to seek refuge in the damp, musty cave, where time seemed to stand still for the last 15 hours.
Ester had carefully chosen the spot where she'd left Liam, ensuring it was well-hidden and protected from any potential threats. Because of this, he remained safe from any evil creatures that may have lurked nearby.
The cave's surroundings lay still, enveloped in a serene silence akin to the moment he had regained consciousness after his prior fainting episode. Only the gentle presence of diminutive creatures from the first realm could be felt.
