Silence settled.
They all felt the shape of it now. It was not a clean push, neither was it a glorious battle. It was a desperate plan and if any part of it broke, they would undoubtedly die a horrible death.
Mira opened her satchel and took stock. "I'm rationing," she said. "No full seals on anything that isn't a mortal wound. If you bleed, you keep moving."
"I have to keep my energy for when it truly matters".
"Copy," Harrick said.
The others also nodded in understanding.
Kaelin rocked on his heels. "I get the shadows; I'll mark safe holes with ash ticks. If you feel grit under your palm in a crawl, that's me".
"Veyra?" Clayton asked.
"I won't be able to do much, but I need windows to distract in case we're seen," she said. "Ten seconds, then I move. Thirty seconds if a Prime looks up. I can't deal damage to them, but I'm confident that I can distract them".
Clayton nodded. "Good. Everyone understands their role, so we start now".
