[Anarya SilverBranch]

Anarya had no time to think when the thing grabbed Rudhchamion's leg, but instinct took hold when her common sense had halted.

Anarya quickly drew an arrow from her quiver and let it fly from her bow. It struck the tenacle thing, that had wrapped itself around the dark elf, with a sickening thud. It seemed as if the creature cried out in pain and released Rudhchamion's leg from its grasp. The thing whipped around in anguish and slithered back to the darkness from which it had come from.

Rudhchamion took the advantage and ran to the oak tree where Khelek and Anarya still sat concealed and climbed up the branches, bark slippery with mist. The dark elf's leg was bleeding but other than that he looked unscathed.

Yet the screech from the creature had caught the attention of the men...