The figure's chilling voice echoed in the air, and just as quickly as it had appeared, it vanished into the darkness, as if mocking them. The air around them felt still, and the tension that had been building moments ago seemed to dissipate as quickly as it had arrived.
Vianna stood tall, her eyes scanning the shadows where the figure had been, but there was no sign of him anymore. She let out a quiet breath, her stance relaxing. "Maybe some kind of fool who just wants to mess with us," she muttered, brushing the encounter off with a wave of her hand. "Let's go."
Morvane nodded but still looked uneasy. He couldn't shake the feeling that this wasn't the last time they'd cross paths with whoever—or whatever—that figure had been. But he forced himself to push it aside. They had bigger concerns right now.
