The echo of a deathly howl resonated through the hallways of the basement. Moreover, the sound of pebble sized objects hitting the ground was loud enough to wake up any trained hunter. Lazarus was sitting upright with his legs crossed. Pulled out of his meditative state he stared at the entrance of their cell with only one eye open. Willo sure enough was also woken up by the noise, and fortunately for everyone didn’t do so with any comment.

In front of the doorway Joshua stood motionless with his sword drawn. In front of him, a slim faceless creature peered of to the side. Willo let out a silent gasp, recognizing it as similar to the creature she fought earlier. The plagued being immediately reacted to the sound and peered into the cell.