Even moving at the painfully slow pace, no one had come after them yet, and it was almost sun now. Sagiri's condition had not improved in the slightest. They had been moving at a slow pace. Sagiri had regained his heightened hearing, but his sensory ability was still lacking. His strength had not improved much, and the archive was still silent.
A few hours before sundown, however, Sagiri got a sinking feeling in his heart. No matter how much he listened, he could not hear anything for miles, yet he could not do away with the feeling that someone was watching him. Watching them. It was like the forest had suddenly grown a set of eyes. The feeling grew thicker when darkness fell. It seemed Lira had felt it too.
