"Lucian?" Olivia's voice echoed through the fog.
"I'm right here."
Olivia felt someone grabbing her hand. Although she had heard Lucian's voice, she still wasn't sure if this was him. She also noticed that her hearing and high sense of smell had lowered significantly.
Her hand hovered above the hilt of her sword. "It's me, Olivia," Lucian's voice echoed in her ears before his features came into view.
Olivia sighed in relief, her hand, which had been hovering above the sword, returned to her side. "Where are the others? Abigail!" Olivia yelled, her voice laced with worry.
Strangely, she could not hear anything from them. It was like they were no longer in the same place, but how was that possible? Even if they couldn't see each other, at least they should be able to hear themselves.
"Let's find a way out of this place. Maybe then we would be able to locate them too," Lucian said, his voice soft and laced with care.
