Glaive looked back at Agatha one last time before slipping underneath the front door and advancing into the open night air. It was now time for him to start heading to his own home now. He was beginning to doubt that the people he met survived against that crazy lady, but there was still a grain of hope left that tomorrow may prove him wrong.<br/><br/>But he had to focus on the<span style="font-style: italic">now</span>first.<br/><br/>The night belonged to many creatures and Glaive had to keep his wits about him if he was going to survive the journey to his home. Each shadow had the potential of hiding an unknown threat, and each darkened corner blanketed dangers that were unseen and unheard.