"Got it," Attania said, scrolling through his inventory quickly after receiving the potion, nodding to himself after seeing that it was there. Satisfied with himself, he stared over to the bush the boar had charged into, seeing it rustle slightly. As he waited, his dagger in his hand, his fist clenched on it, his eyes wandered momentarily over to the tree right beside the bush, observing how the blades had stuck itself into the tree. 

Not only were the trees covered in blades, the ground had blades scattered about -- albeit not as much as there were stuck in the trees. He sighed before his eyes moved over to the bush. There was a slight feeling of worrying creeping on him, stuck on his shoulder as the grip on his dagger became much more fierce with every passing second. He wondered if his guild mates had noticed both Durdansa and him gone.

[i]... Well, they probably only noticed Durdansa gone,[/i] He said in his head with a rather depressing tone. He didn't really have any friends in the guild. His eyes shifted over to Durdansa only momentarily, wondering if he could call her his friend -- although probably not.