"Move... now." The deathly pale gnome woman looked at Ganta with a terrified face and only spared her dead people a glance. She was already used to seeing this. The drakaina had been hunting them like this for days now, no, maybe for weeks. Without the dragon, they can't even figure out if it's day or night.
They were lucky this time. The drakaina must've heard their footsteps but thought it was only the two gnomes.
"Scary one."
Ganta whispered as the two moved into the darkness, slowly approaching the gnomes' hideout.
The gnome woman looked back at Ganta for a second. "Shadow... kill?"
She was asking if Ganta could kill the shadow drakaina. That question was expected. Compared to the tiny gnomes, Ganta looked like a giant, and with her surviving a battle with the drakaina, the gnome woman probably wished that, by some miracle, she could kill the drakaina.
"No, weak, dragon, monster."
