Silas stared at the glass raining down from the ceiling and started shaking his head in panic.
"We cannot stay down here for another minute because a broken church window is basically a giant dinner bell for the entire local garrison," Silas whispered frantically, picking up his rusted iron pipe and pointing it at the stone stairs.
"The aristocrats are probably dispatching a whole army of armoured knights right now to investigate the noise, so we need to leave this building before they surround the entire block and trap us like rats in a cage."
Kyle grunted in agreement and picked up his new steel sword from the dusty floor, looking right at Julien and his terrifying new pet.
"The local guy is right about our terrible odds, so we need to move right now," Kyle said quietly, gesturing toward the giant bat-hound that was happily chewing on a piece of broken stone.
