I rushed after Tomas, yelling at him.

“Stop!” I shouted again.

“Shush, Xander,” he hissed, “it might hear you!”

“It will kill us,” I whispered, “is it really this important?” I didn’t even know what it was! Why did I agree again?

“Yes,” he said, “now shut up.”

I grumbled and watched him dash forward, swinging his axe in the air. Why was I so stupid? I ran after him.