The day has passed and night has fallen.
Dark was gathering across the horizon as I sat by the window of our abode. Dread was creeping into my heart at the sight of the looming shadows. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I looked over my shoulder at the others. "We should go," I said, meeting with Lyana's and Magat's eyes. "The demons are coming."
The huntress nodded. She was sitting by the kneading table, watching over the old man. She let out an exasperated sigh as she rose to her feet. "When will this be over?" she asked. "We can't go on like this. Waiting during the day, and fighting demons at night. We have to find a way to end this madness."
"I know," I said, averting my eyes. My heart fell to my guts at the thought fighting demons for the rest of our lives. "But we don't have muc
