Brigid crouched low behind the boulder, layers of camouflage spells wrapped over her like a second skin—enough to fool even a lower-circle warrior's domain. She added a shielding spell for good measure, steadying her breath.
Then, out of nowhere, Cassian appeared right behind her, stepping out of thin air. The suddenness nearly made her jump. He pressed a finger to his lips, silencing her startled expression into one of sharp annoyance.
"Where are we even hiding from?" she whispered irritably.
"There…" Cassian pointed toward a stretch of forest that looked no different from the rest.
Brigid squinted but saw nothing unusual.
"I can hear them," Cassian murmured, voice low. "At least a dozen footsteps. All heading this way."
