Silvia knelt on the ground, setting her spear aside before pulling a small knife from her pocket. She started cutting the mushrooms while Aster took off his leather backpack, grabbed an empty sack, and placed it beside his sister.
Taking his knife as well, Aster crouched next to his sister, beginning to gather the mushrooms by cutting them at the base and putting them in the sack. Focused entirely on their task, there was nothing but silence besides
They worked tirelessly until the first rays of sunlight peeked over the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the entire forest. This signaled that they had about an hour left before the mist disappeared completely, making their stay here more dangerous. With so much unknown, it is better to avoid risks and hurry their work, gathering mushrooms as quickly as possible to fill the sack. And so they did.
â "Okay, let's head back then," Aster agreed, picking up his leather backpack from the ground and helping his sister put it on. He then lifted a much heavier, full sack of mushrooms over his shoulder, grunting softly as he adjusted to the weight.
Silvia was beaming with triumph as she closed her eyes and stretched her legs out, wiggling her little toes happily. Aster chuckled softly before standing up and walking towards the fireplace. Their mother was sound asleep, and the only sound inside the cave was the fire crackling.
Speaking of, the fire was quite low. They got a bit carried with their training. Aster added a few pieces of wood to the flames, making it burn brighter. The entire cave lit up, casting dancing shadows on the stone walls and floor. With the fire looking good, Aster picked up the dirty pot beside the fireplace and carried it along with a bowl of water outside to clean it.
A soft burst of wind rustled the grass around him as he was almost done rinsing the pot with water from the bowl. The wind carried with it a strange,
that
. Aster quickly recognized the scent.
He quickly jumped forward, away from where he had been sitting, without even turning around. He heard something hit the ground where he had been just a moment before, and then he heard a noisy, angry roar.
A loud, metallic clang rang in his ears as the spear connected with the pot. The impact made him stumble backward, and he barely managed to stay on his feet. But he wasn't given time to recover as the goblin swung its spear sideways, aiming at his torso.
Aster raised his arms again, blocking the attack with the pot once more. The force of the blow sent a numbing pain through his arms, but he held strong.
A second later, Aster crashed into his sister, grabbing her tiny body and pushing her inside. The wooden barricade slammed shut behind them, followed by the sound of something hitting wood hard. Aster grabbed a spear nearby and pushed it between the rope handle and the rock
The noise rang through the cave repeatedly, getting louder and louder with each impact.
but Aster couldn't make out what she was saying. His eyes
The end had never felt so near.