Bull came back down the hall after doing the routine check of the first of the towers on his route. He hurried on his way to the second, eager to get back to the Storyteller and her tale.He turned a corner and blinked twice. 'What was that?' he wondered suspiciously. He could have sworn that he just saw something brown fly around the corner. 'Hair?'
His walk became more determined as he went to check it out when there was a sudden awful howling that resounded throughout the fortress.
Bull didn't know what it was, but he didn't want to find out. He ran, in a hurry to get back to his men and get those main doors shut like Venger had ordered! The Storyteller could be shut up within for all he cared, but if the dark lord investigated that noise and found his orders had not been carried out yet... the image of the two charred bodies of the guards were reminder enough. He ran faster.