Every time the tunnel turned, the smell of campfire and roasted meat became weaker. Råber felt safer when he hugged himself in his clothing. He clutched a new spear.
Rupees, considering himself the leader, had insisted on going forward, even though both Hvidand and Skulker had laughed at him.
"We are not even in a real tunnel yet, you fool!" Hvidand had said while smiling his cheeky white smile. Skulker had just laughed...