Rûdhchamion felt an icy chill suddenly surround them. It was as if a blanket of ice was slowly being spread about them. He sharpened his senses, letting his mind reach out to whatever it was beyond the trees.
A deep foreboding began to grow in his mind, as once again the woods seem to come alive with creatures that were enemy to those of light.
He heard a faint hissing sound, Khelek heard it too it seemed. His fur bristled and a soft growl could be heard from him. Anarya was still, also listening. Shadowy figures seemed to form from beyond their left.
The dark elf swore softly under his breath. They were in a vulnerable spot. He quickly motioned for them towards a thrushwood. It could offer a cover and a way to retreat to the safety of the trees should the need come.
Just as they readied themselves, several more sounds came. And the sound of something huge crawling along the ground...
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