Continued to turn in place, violet eyes moving rapidly in their sockets as they attempted desperately to find the source of the noise that seemed to torment him. “We’re not here!” He cried out once more in his anger, though certainly not towards Isabella, or perhaps anyone at all. The fog had remained thick, though visibility was at the very least 50 feet before them. As the breeze picked up, it didn’t seem to push the fog along with it which had oddly remained quite still.<br/><br/>Quickly, the knight turned to Isabella, his free hand lifting up to grasp her shoulder firmly as he peered downward into her silver gaze. “It has us… Did you not hear the voice?!” The crow had not called out since  they came to a halt, the forest once more falling to perfect silence save for Aluren’s quick, partial breaths. Swallowing hard, his grip tightened on her shoulder as he continued in whisper. “We haven’t made any progress for at least a half hour, girl!”<br/><br/>The knight brought his attention up over the girls head to look back in the direction from which they came, his jaw clenching firmly as he fell to silence, a look of uncertainty resting upon his muddied feature.