[Sunny was attentive. Not just in listening, but he also knew body language better than he knew how to use his voice. That stiffening that made it’s way through Makoto’s body, in spite of his seriousness, suggested he knew just how dire this might be…
And it made Sunny feel worse for inadvertently putting them in this situation.
Still, the teen could do nothing but nod in response, his own torch gripped through sweaty fingers, as he crept forward - right behind Makoto (but not close enough to singe any hairs).
Just because the wraiths were hidden from view didn’t mean they were gone. Sunny knew this to be true as strongly as he knew breathing. Thankfully for them, the first row of wraiths floated backwards at Makoto’s advance, the same sort of distance kept between them as before. Strange but fortuitous, though no clue if the rest of the wraiths would follow suit…]
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And it made Sunny feel worse for inadvertently putting them in this situation.
Still, the teen could do nothing but nod in response, his own torch gripped through sweaty fingers, as he crept forward - right behind Makoto (but not close enough to singe any hairs).
Just because the wraiths were hidden from view didn’t mean they were gone. Sunny knew this to be true as strongly as he knew breathing. Thankfully for them, the first row of wraiths floated backwards at Makoto’s advance, the same sort of distance kept between them as before. Strange but fortuitous, though no clue if the rest of the wraiths would follow suit…]