Together, the group watched in silence as the sky dimmed, casting the Labyrinth in a shroud of darkness. This was Nightfall — swift, silent, and absolute. Far below, nightmare carapaces scurried in panic, retreating into crevices or burrowing into the ground. A few began scaling the cliffs, drawn toward the island as a potential refuge for the night.
Klaus narrowed his eyes, watching their movements before speaking.
"Looks like a pack of night crawlers are heading this way."
Adrian let out a tired sigh.
"How many are we talking?"
Klaus shifted his gaze back below, scanning the monsters.
"Not too many. Four, maybe five. Still, a pain to deal with, especially since you and Morgan can't see well in the dark."
The blonde Strider let out another sigh.
"So, what's the move? We don't necessarily have to kill them."
Klaus shrugged.
