I'm Thirsty...
"The pendant can provide some protection," Scarlett said, her voice measured and cautious. "But it's not a guarantee against all monsters. We still need to be vigilant. And, as I mentioned, it will only help those it recognizes as its master."
Garvin's expression turned thoughtful as he absorbed her words. "I see. And what about its limitations? Can it protect all of us at once?"
Scarlett exhaled heavily, a weary look crossing her face. "I'm… not sure about that, sir."
The growls of monsters echoed in the distance, filling the air. The group of survivors, who had been eating quietly on the floor now became more careful with the clinking of their plates and cutlery, as if even the smallest sound could invite danger.
Garvin heaved a deep sigh and glanced at Scarlett, his gaze shifting to the infant cradled gently in her arms. "So, how did you come across that sweet little darling?" he asked, nodding toward the baby, who remained sound asleep.