No takers. Mo wasn't that disappointed, since the ground was soggy and slippery, and he drew his torch back in close for the warmth. They were almost back to the castle, right? RIGHT?

He kept a level eye on his rune this time, making sure that it stayed lit, and that his torch stayed lit by extension. No random puff of wind was going to put it out this time, especially because Mo was getting too cold to relight the torch again.