Harbull kept his eyes down the entryway despite the enormous temptation to watch the human and elf sneak forward into the gloom.
Shuffling sounds and some faint, muffled coughs were the only sounds he could make out... not the screams or sounds of fighting he was dreading.
He shot a quick glance back into the room... everyone staring down the further hall of darkness, except Wanda... she had seemed so sure of herself earlier but now seemed quiet and a bit ill at ease. He forced himself to smile at her before turning back to his post.