Although the dark obscured her vision and left her rather defenseless as an archer, Mistletoe was used to the black silence that came naturally with travelling alone. Though mysterious and sometimes dangerous, there was also something of comfort in the blackness, knowing that your enemy would have the same hindrances as yourself. This, of course, only applied to Mistletoe's human bounties, since there were many a nocturnal terror that she was sent to hunt down.

"Something's moving," Kenza whispered, alarmed as she registered the sound. Finding that it came from behind a wall, she was just as confused as Derrick -- what was it?

"It sounds like... shivering," Mistletoe said, thinking back to the icy cold hunting trips she'd been on. With a long career came a wide variety of experiences, including ones that she wouldn't want to relive. "But... it's not that cold in here."

Nodding at Mistletoe, Kenza crept closer to the door behind which the sound seemed to have been coming from and pressed her ear to the cold iron.

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