Anxiety takes over Karl's nerves as he frantically looks around for any vampyers. "C-C…." A muffled voice comes from Lady Treypin. Holding the Talwar tightly, ready for any unexpected attack. Karl slowly creeps closer to Lady Treypin and crouches near her.
"C-Call for h-help. A-Anyone." The great Overseer who had such melodic voice capable of scaring even the bravest knight is now barely audible.
Karl hears her words and taps on his watch. But it only shows a blank screen. "My watch is not working. I think this was a planned ambush. How many-" Something like a rock falling, makes a small noise in the distance and Karl immediately raises his sword. He scans the area but sees nothing unusual, the itch on his hand getting intense by each passing second.