Rushing forward, the scene was unreasonable. Merle had stopped responding
to anything else, and was floating away in a daze, towards the area in the
room torches had not been well lit. Suddenly she stopped, floated around,
her eyes wide and white, and stopped there, hovering. "Merle!" He screamed.
From that moment on, everything was in a fast, colorless blur to him. He
felt himself running at her, holding Midori in his arms, each step faster
than the last. Then suddenly, only five steps away from reaching her, the
darkness in the background partially lit with that same gray glow
illuminating the room behind him. Logan immediately froze and gasped. Its
soft gray outline was hardly detectable as it crouched very still atop a
pillar of enormous stones. Logan strained his eyes hard. It had the form of
a person, but anything from the Unseelie Court was highly deceiving. It
could have been dressed in black garments that covered from head to toe,
and a thick black cape floated and moved about like a whiplash first from
his left, then turned and whip lashed to its right.
All it took was another prickly breathe for it to exhale and Merle's eyes regained life so fast, he sudden "Logan!" made him jump. "Logan!" Logan burst into a run. Somehow, he swung his arm around Merle's tiny body and burst forward at a swift speed. The monster screamed, evolving from its petrified form to a shadow of chaos. "Why are we running this way?! You should've gone the other way!" "No!" Logan sharply replied. Merle threw him a cross look, which he unintentionally missed, "There's a door, an open one, at the end of this. It'll lead us outside!" "How can you be sure? Wait, you've been in here before? You snuck in!" Merle was fuming uncontrollably. "Cast a spell, one that involves light. Bright light." Logan instructed her. "What for?" "Do it Merle!" Frowning, Merle clasped her hands together forcefully. In an instant, her hands opened, revealing an explosion of blinding white light. The creature charging at them screamed more intensely than before. "Ah!" Merle exclaimed in pain. "Don't release the light! Keep it up until we get out! It'll keep it from following us!"
All it took was another prickly breathe for it to exhale and Merle's eyes regained life so fast, he sudden "Logan!" made him jump. "Logan!" Logan burst into a run. Somehow, he swung his arm around Merle's tiny body and burst forward at a swift speed. The monster screamed, evolving from its petrified form to a shadow of chaos. "Why are we running this way?! You should've gone the other way!" "No!" Logan sharply replied. Merle threw him a cross look, which he unintentionally missed, "There's a door, an open one, at the end of this. It'll lead us outside!" "How can you be sure? Wait, you've been in here before? You snuck in!" Merle was fuming uncontrollably. "Cast a spell, one that involves light. Bright light." Logan instructed her. "What for?" "Do it Merle!" Frowning, Merle clasped her hands together forcefully. In an instant, her hands opened, revealing an explosion of blinding white light. The creature charging at them screamed more intensely than before. "Ah!" Merle exclaimed in pain. "Don't release the light! Keep it up until we get out! It'll keep it from following us!"