Glaran froze in mid step, just about to leave the small cavern. Certain he had heard something, he held his breath and closed his eyes, a time-honoured exercise to detect even the smallest sound. There it was again, moving between him and the entrance of the cave. The light filtering in was merely a reflection, not enough to provide enough illumination to see by. He crouched slowly to deposit his burden on the ground, drawing his dagger as he straightened again. Sliding along the rock wall, he began to move towards the light. He didn't worry about the princess he had left further inside the caverns. If anyone had entered the cave, they would not come out.