At another location within the Shadowgrave, Yuki walked silently through the mist, her boots making only the softest whisper as Uru jiggled frantically on her head, its translucent green form pulsing with agitation.
"Calm down, Uru," Yuki whispered, reaching up to gently pat the slime. "Everything is going to be alright."
Her fingers moved to the hilt of her katana as her eyes scanned the oppressive fog surrounding her.
Then she saw them. Shadows emerging from the distance, multiple figures moving through the fog towards her.
Unlike Owen, yuki's first instinct wasn't to call out.
Instead, she crouched low behind a large rock then She carefully lifted Uru off her head and set the slime beside her.
"Hush now, Uru," she breathed, barely audible even to herself.
The slime seemed to understand as it's agitated jiggling subsiding into a slow, cautious pulse.
The shadows drew closer and closer that Yuki could now make out details.
