[RQ] push, to keep the dark from coming

Alexander

While all three of them didn't truly know what the maze held ahead, he was sure that whatever direction they were going was better than the direction of the banshee. He follows behind Wessex, Varus covering his back as they duck into the alcove, keeping their voices low as to not pull any more attention than they already have. "I didn't think they were this active." The Ascended mutters, wanting to look back to get a better look at the thing, but knowing it was best not to. They might not need to breathe, but they could still be killed.

His hand tightens on the strap of his bag, boots crunching through the snow in a series of long strides as he keeps up with the Wraith, occasionally glancing back to make sure Varus was still with them.

Mount Everest ain't got shit on me
'cause I'm on top of the world, on top of the world