Fleur's side
A group of Dark Sahagin was gathered around, croaking at one another. They were clearly communicating with each other, but it was impossible to know what they were saying. Just out of sight, Fleur had her back pressed tight up against one of the walls of the dim, humid underground complex. Shallow, stunted breaths escaped her mouth, and sweat dripped down her forehead and chest as she struggled to hide her presence.
Wow. Can you believe this is already the 300th chapter? Thank you to everyone who has stuck around this long. You give me the motivation to keep going.