XIIIn the depths of the mountains, Clarice, Kaj, Oloice, Efren and Byron had been marching for more than five days. They no longer registered the strong musty odor, but the humidity levels were getting absurd. Kaj’s heavy woolen clothes began to make his skin itch, and while he tried to scratch without drawing too much attention, he instead acted in ways that attracted even more attention.
“This deep in the tunnels, might we run into narguts?” said Kaj.
“No,” Oloice said quickly. “The narguts linger in the shadows only wherever there’s meat available... these streets have been deserted for too long; there’s nothing here for them anymore.”
“Let’s avoid thinking about narguts and keep going. The sooner we get out of here, the better,” Clarice pointed out.
Suddenly, Oloice stopped. Uncert
