The atmosphere became dense and oppressed the atmosphere while the dark figure at the shadows stood still to study each part of the forest. Each passing second dragged endlessly through time and the extra-sensory details from Anita shouted through her body. Every part of this dark figure's presence became imprinted in her mind because its silhouette disappeared into the night but its chilling malevolent energy produced bone-chilling sensations.
The firm grasp Jace applied to her wrist brought her near him while he alternated his attention between studying the figure and looking at Anita. The shallow breaths came from him along with unstable movements because the fox bead continued to discharge irregular pulses. The weakness of his body did not diminish his natural instincts. They were as sharp as ever.