amun
As Maea tapped his hand, Amun nodded in understanding. He ordered his patch to go inert, and the glow snuffed out, plunging her into darkness. Luckily, he had no trouble seeing: gripping her upper arm firmly, but not tightly, he led her through the tunnel and around the corner to where the loot awaited.
Once there, he had to slow, making sure there was nothing in the path that she would trip over or disturb. Unfortunately, the approaching people had no such need for stealth. It quickly became apparent from the way their voices and footsteps grew louder, and the way the tunnel brightened slowly with flickering light that indicated a torch, that they were gaining on Maea and Amun. He squeezed her arm, hoping she'd get the hint that they needed to change tactics or do something different.
Once there, he had to slow, making sure there was nothing in the path that she would trip over or disturb. Unfortunately, the approaching people had no such need for stealth. It quickly became apparent from the way their voices and footsteps grew louder, and the way the tunnel brightened slowly with flickering light that indicated a torch, that they were gaining on Maea and Amun. He squeezed her arm, hoping she'd get the hint that they needed to change tactics or do something different.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
