James swiftly, and unknowingly, approached the two supernatural creatures.
As he closed the distance the woods seemed to be growing....darker. Eviler. A foul stench filled the air as his body tensed up and his hair stood on end.
He could feel something evil nearby...but couldn't quite see it. Just in cause he drew his sword and prepared his buckler.
He glanced around nervously as the he scanned the area in front of him. It wasn't dark enough that he couldn't see, mainly due to the bright moonlight, but it still made seeing a lot more difficult.
One of the runes on his blade now begun to glow a bright orange as fire now enveloped the blade. Waving around his new-found torch, James kept a close eye in front of him as he could sense the evil now to far from where he was.
He gripped his sword tightly as he prepared for combat. Regardless of whatever it was before him he would slay it and continue his quest.
He slowly crept forward, wincing every time one of the multiple sticks under his feet snapped or glanced around whenever he heard a nearby rustling noise. Whatever it was which was giving off this sensation was close...