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Erling agreed with Ash. The young boy was right, they had to start doing something, and the sooner they did, the better for everyone. None knew what the creatures could be up to, and delay was very likely to prove fatal. Yet so was setting out without a clear plan, without even the faintest notion of what they were against. And that was what they would be doing then.
Erling knew the area near Chetwood slightly. His group of friends would frequently set up challanges, and going to Chetwood had been one of them. So Erling had been there a few times. But not many enough- he thought- for him to be feeling as well prepared for what was in store for him as he wanted to.
Erling looked at the now diminished group of defenders with slight apprehension. He wondered if they would be able to sort this out in a few days, and if they would all get out of their troubles safe and sound. Perhaps he should have left, as Eric had done. But no, he thouhgt, shaking his head. That would not be right. Instead, he too turned to Toby, a questioning look in his eyes.
"Indeed, Master Mugwort," he said, "Shouldn't we try to do something tonight?"
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