I was not out of range in my lofty cave, but the distance was great enough to spoil effective shooting, and the Fire People did not waste many arrows on me.

Furthermore, I was curious.
I wanted to see.

While the Swift One remained well inside the cave, trembling with fear and making low wailing sounds because I would not come in, I crouched at the entrance and watched.
The fighting had now become intermittent.

It was a sort of deadlock.

We were in the caves, and the question with the Fire People was how to get us out.