"Variante, Variante!"
"He's coming through! Give him some air!"
Groggily, Variante sat up and looked around him. "Where am I? What happened?" he asked, feeling dazed and confused. Mika looked at him anxiously for a while and said, "You passed out for about half an hour since just now." Variante sat up, startled. "I did?" he exclaimed. Then he suddenly remembered the silent rogue. "Hey, what happened to him?" he motioned towards the rogue, which incidentally, was lying down on the floor, unconscious.
Silver looked at him and scowled. "Oh, him. He wouldn't talk but instead decided he had nothing to lose by leaving his body behind." He looked at the dead body with distaste. Shocked, Variante looked at Silver and then to Mika, mouth agape. Wha..." he started.
Suddenly, the blacksmith stepped forward, startling everyone, for she had been silent all the time that no one noticed she was there. "Quick! We have to get out from here! There might be more that's coming," she said urgently. Silver and Mika looked at one another and nodded grimly. "Come on, let's go back to our camp!" Mika beckoned.
Hurriedly, they packed their equipments and headed out. Suddenly, Silver stopped. "Wait! Does anyone know the way back to camp?" he asked doubtfully. Sighing, Mika said, "Yes, Silver. I left a trail behind when Variante and I searched for you." Breathing a sigh of relief, they all headed towards the trail. It seems like Mika had left a little notch on each tree she had passed.
"It's too dark, and our torches are burning low," complained Variante. Glancing back, Silver realized that he was right. "SIGHT!" he chanted. Immediately, their path was brightened by the orange glow emitted from the fireballs surrounding Silver. The rest shrank away, afraid of getting burnt. "Hey, relax! They won't hurt you at all," he said cheerfully as he demonstrated by poking the orange flame. Slowly, they came closer and continued their journey.