Clack, clack, clack. The same, distinct steps continued to resound behind him even though he had thought that they would have parted from him a long time ago. He could have sworn that he’d began to hear them soon after he’d passed by the entrance, and now that he was at the other side of the town he was still hearing those footsteps.
Someone was following him.
He turned his head only slightly in order to take a good look behind him. It was only a human, a woman, and she was unarmed. She appeared to be no threat, and her stance did not indicate that she was preparing to attack. Then what did she want?
He adjusted the hood on his coat to be sure that it was covering his ears, and then he turned around to face her.