Sleeth hadn't heard a noise of the two approaching, however when the limited light got even darker something had to be blocking it. He turned around first, then looked up, blinking for a moment before backstepping a few times. He wasn't going to be one to run, he'd lose his progress then he might aswell be dead. Instead he raised his hands, trying to quickly recall his training before being shoved in this hole. It had made him cold, colder than before but still he'd be ready encase he did have to run to try and find his way back.