FortuneCraft in Apocalypse

Slowly

They walked back slowly to the camp, being careful not to make any noise to alert the others. Lara was probably a deep sleeper, which was not an issue, but the other new comer could not be accounted for, especially since they have all these new suspicions about her.

Draven tried to think as they walked back to the camp, but he was distracted by the events that led him right here. No matter how much he thought about it, he needed Leo. He needed Leo so very much. He won’t be able to handle Diane all on his own.

Speaking of Diane; she was no longer in the camp when they got there. The blanket she slept on was still there, the roughness signifying that someone had slept on it. Where had she gone? Now on alert the both of them looked around in fear, wondering where she might be.

“A number of things could have happened right now,” Draven said.

“Nothing happened right here. She stood up and left,” Leo said.

He then brought out his sword from his side hilt. The sound of the sword leaving the