Lyra's throat felt tight as she tried to listen to Ash. He was right and she needed to keep a cool head. It was hard though with the dark mark looming above them. She wanted nothing more than to hide, to give into the panic.
Ash didn't let that happen as he took hold of her hand and getting her to move. Lyra followed immediately as they made their way to the tent entrance. As they did, screaming could be heard coming closer, as could the sound of laughter. "T-they're coming." She hissed, almost afraid to wait even long enough to warn Bella.