Fading Light

"Pixie, stay with me! We're almost there!" IronClad panted as they ran, his voice cracking.

The seven of them began a desperate race against death.

However, the Long Night wasn't called the Survivor Purge for nothing.

"ROAR—!!!"

The mist churned, and more footsteps echoed from the darkness.

The red eyes weren't just on the ground anymore; they were hanging from the trees.

"Watch the canopy!"

Harpe