At the opposite end of the room where the shelves still stood upright, the light was darker and the breeze not nearly as prevalent as it had been. However, here the obstacle of the webs made itself more scarce as well, something few as experienced hunters as them would deem a coincidence. Here in the darker part of the room it was difficult to tell whether the smaller strands of webbing still hung before them, but at least for now there were none in sight.

The room remained eerily quiet, other than the occasional stronger gust of wind that pushed out of the door and made the hinges creak. It wouldn't be too far fetched to assume their freedom could await just beyond a few corners... but it was no reason to get careless. Perhaps even on the contrary.

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