Upon hearing that there was a struggle, Ekkehardt put a hand on his chin. ”I suppose I misjudged just how petty wraiths are. I’ll keep that in mind.” He then showed the slightest bit of confusion after hearing the captain’s predicament. “By this point, it would’ve been midnight. The wraith could be anywhere within 13 hours from here, not accounting for its speed, while the other two can’t be more than a few hours from here, seeing as they didn’t make it back and were likely slowed by the droves of monsters at night. Of course, there’s a relatively high probability they’re already dead, but considering the possibility of them living was the pretense for coming out here, I'm not sure it's a factor. Assuming both are equal tasks, finding the others would both likely take less time and be more time-sensitive, seeing as there’s the possibility of them meeting their demise. However, I don’t actually mind going for the wraith; it just might drag on until sunset.”