Nobody dared to come near the man in black. Nobody dared to even check on him after the lights from the torches afar shined no more and even if the screams and yelps of the enemies they were supposed to fight ceased all so suddenly.
The last scream was a desperate cry for help that was cut short. As if his neck was twisted before uttering the last of his words.
The night was a tense one. The man in black never returned, he seemingly disappeared but when they saw the shimmer of those red eyes in the distance from where the enemy army once stood, a shiver went down all those who witnessed it.
Patricia, being the concerned elf she was, wanted to check on One. But Stacy said otherwise.
"We can't just go there! Look, I know you're worried about him but you have to understand that the person you once knew a few hours ago is different from the person he is now," Stacy said.
"But, we need to help him!" Patricia pleaded.