Chapter 90: Regrouping
Jonas had been gone for a little bit when Kim noticed that a light was illuminating the surrounding area. While she couldn't be sure what the source was, it was enough for her to be able to make out the corridor she was in. As well as Elmo who was soundly asleep nearby.
She wished she could have gone bac for Elin herself, but at the moment, had to accept that there wasn't anything she could do about it. Too much was out of her hands in regards to what could and couldn't be done. Though, she felt her guard go up with the light appearing, since not only was it clearly coming from the opposite direction Jonas had gone it, but she knew that he wouldn't have gotten a light going, with how that could attract the attention of any goblins they might not have noticed and that hadn't noticed them passing by.
She hoped that whatever the reason they had the light going, that it wasn't going to be because they were coming in Kim's direction. While she liked the light, she would rather not have to fight who knows how many when her only other teammate was one who was completely sacked out. After all, even if she woke Elmo up, she knew that he wasn't going to be able to focus as well as she would need him to in a fight.
Then there was the fact that while the corridors here were wider than the stairway in the village had been, as that would allow her to use her bastard sword, it also meant that she wouldn't be able to make a blockade to keep the goblins from going around her by herself.
Glancing at Elmo, she couldn't help but feel a little resentful that he was able to sleep so soundly when she was stuck keeping watch in an area so full of danger that she wasn't sure if they could truly afford to let any of the group sleep, especially with them split up as they were.
Carefully, she moved to the corner of the corridor to peek around it, hoping to see nothing. She wasn't sure if she fully remembered the layout of this corridor, so she couldn't say if it would go straight to the room after this turn in the hallway or if there were more turns.
She was relieved to see that it was empty, yet not so relieved to see shadows on the wall in the distance. Shadows that she could only assume were made by goblins.
They were too close for her comfort, but as long as they didn't head towards where she and Elmo were, then there wasn't a reason to do anything. Yet, she never liked counting on maybes and what-ifs. Counting on things like that to help were just ways of not taking responsibility of her life, in her opinion.
There was always a chance of something crazy happening like a driver of a vehicle running her over while she's on the sidewalk, or a meteorite landing on her, but the chances of that happening are so slim as to not even be worth considered as actual possibilities to consider. She was in much more danger of the government screwing her over through trying to 'help' her than she was any of that.