Escape (1)

Erik turned to Lucy, his gaze a tacit order for her to remain where she was. She nodded, realizing the gravity of the situation and the value of silence in such a dangerous situation. Erik sat back against the cool stone wall, bracing himself for what would happen.

Erik could see by the gap in the door that the guards' attention was intensely focused elsewhere. They were still looking at the torchlight's shadows and watching for any unexpected noises. Their stances were stiff as if they were expecting an attack.

Erik's chest thumped; each beat was a countdown to his impending attack. Adrenaline surged through his veins, raising his spine and concentrating his attention. He plotted his strategy, calculating the quickest and most efficient manner to dispatch the guards while not alarming the others.