"Can't say I like that..." Gaz muttered as the two of you turned around. The drawbridge was lifting up behind you, blocking off the option to head back to the village. You glanced up at him with a worried expression, but he quickly hid his, ruffling your hair.

"It'll be fine, just stick close, yea?" He offered a small, albeit forced smile as he looked towards the castle. He took a deep breath before checking his gun and nodding, leading the two of you closer to the front gate. The last place you wanted to be was in the castle owned by those cultist freaks, but if Gaz said it was fine, then it was fine. Right?