CHAPTER 15
It was twilight, and the small group of followers who had been trapped within the caves of Ireland for centuries with Conall still stuck together. At first, they kept to the shadows and thickly wooded areas. After some time passed, they edged into the open fields near towns. However, when Conall sent them out to steal food or useful tools, they couldn't bring themselves to stay away long. This proved inefficient since they wouldn't get enough from one trip, and they couldn't split up individually, only in small groups.
When the followers would leave, anxiety spread through their bones with every step they took. They had forgotten the feeling of grass under their feet and the warmth or cold of fresh air. Everything made them uncomfortable, and they felt stuck, even longing to
