"Night Devourer…"
The name slipped out before I could stop myself.
It really did sound menacing, like something born from the belly of a nightmare, dragged into reality just to ruin someone's day.
Preferably mine, knowing my luck.
"Don't mention it," Uru'en commented quietly, picking up the pace as the last light bled from the sky. "In fact, no one has actually seen it themselves. Because everyone who has faced it... didn't live to tell the tale. We only know that it exists. We know the silence that falls when it hunts. We know the marks it leaves."
He glanced back at me, his amber eyes reflecting the dying violet in the sky.
"So we don't go out at night. That's the rule. You are lucky to have encountered us," Uru'en finished. "If not... well. I wouldn't want to imagine."
I nodded silently. He wasn't wrong. I was 'lucky'.
Confronting an unknown horror on my first night in these lands would have been a catastrophic way to test my new strength.
