Back to the Nest

The group was silent as they traveled across the forest - only the rustling of the leaves below their feet as they walked and the hooting of an owl in the distance could be heard.

Gray clouds started to gather. Covering the sky, causing everything to become almost pitch black.

'It's going to rain...' Luciel sniffed the air, looking up at the dark sky, ignoring the two hunters behind him who had to cast a divine art to see.

He could smell it, a specific, musky scent.

"Hey... Luciel," Alex whispered behind him, tapping his shoulder.

"Hm?"

Luciel turned his head, looking at his friend.

"Come here for a second, I want to talk to you." Alex waved with his hand, prompting Luciel to get closer.

"What is it?" He asked quietly, now walking beside the two.