Eventually, Rynne spoke.
"Michael… stop."
Michael came to a controlled halt atop a cracked stretch of ruined stone rising slightly above the swamp waters. The mist rolled slowly around them again.
Michael released her waist and stepped back half a pace.
"What is it?" he asked calmly.
Rynne did not answer immediately. Her eyes scanned the distant swamp before she exhaled quietly.
"You were going too fast in an unfamiliar environment. If we cross into a Rank Four creature's active territory, we will die. You wouldn't even know what killed you."
Silence settled between them for a moment.
There was no two ways about it. Even Michael, with his many advantages, did not think he could hold a candle to a Rank Four creature.
However, Rynne was somewhat mistaken about him.
With his perception boosted by being in Wisdom State, Michael had been actively scanning his environment the entire time. Even if she had not spoken, he would have stopped eventually.
