W E S S E X
They almost make it, but then perhaps it's no small boon that the two of them hear it, before some other, you her sibling unknowingly enters into danger.
The tell-tale scratching, the abnormal sound. Wessex sighs and looks back at the Remedy. "Yep. Do you think…?" But even as she says it, she draws her chakram out and readies her eyes, alert and ready to try to strike first as soon as they can identify whatever (or whomever) is making that sound.
Wessex takes a couple steps forward into the Temple, trying to make herself the obvious target instead of Isla.
The tell-tale scratching, the abnormal sound. Wessex sighs and looks back at the Remedy. "Yep. Do you think…?" But even as she says it, she draws her chakram out and readies her eyes, alert and ready to try to strike first as soon as they can identify whatever (or whomever) is making that sound.
Wessex takes a couple steps forward into the Temple, trying to make herself the obvious target instead of Isla.
The Wraith
