Heading deep into the cave with a fireball floating beside him, Elric walked towards the direction of the shriek.
"Young master, wait up!"
Calling from behind him Davis shouted towards Elric, unfortunately Elric's mind was still on the fact that he might be cursed with bad luck.
*Calm down Elric, so what if you're cursed? So far no matter what setback, you've walked out of it safely*
*Think about it, the fight with Slohet, the appearance of the horde, the collapsing of the valley, any of these things is enough to severely injure or worst-case scenario kill someone however you made it out alive*
Stopping his tracks to take a deep breath, Elric began to slowly analyse his situation.
"Thank goodness young master, you finally stopped, what happened just now? Your face suddenly became serious"
Obviously worrying about his change of mood, Davis couldn't help but ask him what was wrong.