The Siren's Rage skill could be activated only once every 24 hours. Pan knew that, for his grandfather had died because of that.
Amidst mermaids which had been held at bay, once.
The trees weren't even rustling. He was at an edge. The stillness was unnatural. Poisonous.
He knew that he was being watched.
That did not stop him.
He walked inside the cave, finding a nice little corner where the moss promised a bedding, and laid down.
But he did not close his eyes, no. How could he? Whatever was watching him was waiting for him to lower his guard down.
Had Brandon been here with him…
Pan snorted.
No, he did not want that cheating, possessive, lying bastard here!
He could protect himself.
He took out his apple tree from his bottomless bag, now grown after Pan had consumed the wendigo, and used it to create a barrier.