““It was just a person, she told herself as the figure now turned to face her fully. A person wearing a cloak darker than night, a hood so heavy it concealed every feature of the face inside. It sniffed at her, a huffing, animal sound. She didn’t dare move. It sniffed again, and took a step toward her. The way it moved, like smoke and shadow … A faint warmth bloomed against her chest, then a pulsing blue light— The Eye of Elena was glowing. The thing halted, and Celaena stopped breathing. It hissed, and then slithered a step back into the shadows beyond the library doors. The tiny blue gem in the center of her amulet glowed brighter, and Celaena blinked against the light. When she opened her eyes, the amulet was dark, and the hooded creature was gone. Not a trace, not even a sound of footsteps.””
