He watched her from the dark, his keen gaze never leaving her. She was the one. He knew it, deep down in his bones he could feel the need to follow her, to protect her, just like the Oracle said.
But she was human, as yet unchanged, like the Oracle said. So why was she out here? She had never done so before. Didn't she know it was dangerous for a human to be outside alone at night?
Did she know he was here?
The question brought forth many others and he began to follow her without noticing his actions, pondering this new development.
How could this of happened? He had been careful to remain out of sight. None of this was making sense.
But he did know one thing, she shouldn't be out here. It was far too dangerous. Especially for her.
He focused on her white hair, and for just a moment, he thought he saw the Goddess Dylla. But then he realized it must have been a trick of the light.
But in that split second, she disappeared and he had no idea as to where she went.
Kaleb would kill him if he lost her!
Where did she go?!
Khalon moaned quietly, quickly and silently moving through the brush, searching for her. This could not be happening! Not now!
He was so dead!
