The sky was darkened. Everything was pitch dark.
In this darkness was moving a single fire. It was none other torch held in hand of Amon.
His steps made a crunching sound throughout the silent forest.
Since his feet occasionally step on dry leaves and sticks.
'For now there is no sign of them. That is good. But I don't know how long they will keep hidden'
Amon knew, despite he cannot see them. They were still there. Looking at him. Observing his every moment.
There was another thing he noticed. That once it was night. There was no sign of another monster in forest. It seems as if they hide themselves from this dark beings.
Which was a good thing for him. He don't need to fight or wary of them.
He remembered the first monster he face in forest. How it ran away sensing this creatures presence.
Amon could understand its feeling. They felt very unpleasant. Very wrong.
It makes him not to fight them. It's very unique feeling.
Amon couldn't tell what it was.
