It wasn't until the beast was gone did Wimenda realize she was holding her breath. With a shaky sigh, she lowered her blade and allowed a a hint of relief. It was barely one night, yet Winena felt like her heart was close to exploding. It was hard to imagine an entire three weeks of this.
Glancing around, Wimena noticed the elf from before holding a strange black object. "What's that?" she asked as her fear gradually ebbed away.