(A/N Big thanks to everyone for the Power stones and Golden tickets, they mean a lot. As usual, please don't hesitate to comment or drop a review. ENJOY)
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The sound came first — short, quick steps breaking rhythm across the stone.
Irelle raised a hand, and Darius stopped instantly. Niel froze half a pace behind, eyes darting toward the slope ahead.
"They're close," Niel murmured.
"Five," Irelle said.
Her spatial awareness tracked faint shifts in air and gravel, giving her an outline of their formation.
"Two front, one left, one circling right," Se said.
"Tricky," Darius muttered, rolling his neck.
"We're outnumbered." He said.
"You've been outnumbered since birth," Niel replied dryly.
Irelle ignored both. "Stay in line. They'll move first." She muttered.
