The three of them just stood there, staring at each other, as if waiting for one of them to make a decision. Leon seemed a little frightened, while Luke's expression was scrunched up in thought.
An unsettling sensation prickled the back of Ardyn's neck and made the hairs on his arms stand up. Every single fiber in his body was screaming at him to run, but the two people in front of him didn't seem to have the same kind of panic that was boiling inside of him right now.
Then Luke suddenly placed a hand over his own chest, his fingers illuminated by a faint blue glow. His features were set in a grim realization.
"We need to go and check it out," he decided. "It's only when we see the danger for ourselves that we can make a better decision. Once we have surveyed the area, that's when we escape furtively."
Leon instinctively reached for the hilt of his sword. He seemed both wary and undecided.