The night was so quiet, Sophie sat by the cabin window, looking at the moonlight shine through the trees. Her heart beats very hard.
Darius was by the door, his posture was tensed and alert. He had not said much since Luke's had left, but Sophie could feel the frustration coming from his body.
"You have been going up and down for the last ten minutes, it would not help any of us." Sophie said.
Darius stopped, looking at her face. "I can not actually shake the feeling that something bad is about to happen."
"Do you think Luke was telling the truth about Rowan?" She asked.
"I don't trust anything that comes out of his mouth, but Rowan is not the type that would actually sit down without doing anything. If Luke's right, then Rowan is planning to attack soon, we need to be ready." Darius said, his voice sharp.
Sophie frowned. "Ready how? You have seen what I can do or rather, what I can not do. I am not exactly a fighter."
