Owen said quietly, “We might not be alone on this mountain.”
Saintiger immediately pressed, “What do you mean? Did you spot anyone?”
“Didn’t see anyone,” Owen shook his head. “Just a gut feeling.”
Saintiger opened his mouth to scoff, but the moment he remembered Owen was with Echohawk, he quickly shut it.
Aria commanded, “Move out.”
They hadn’t gone far when rustling noises erupted all around them, like countless creatures scurrying across the ground.
“Venomous insects,” Aria commanded sharply. “Everyone, check your gear right now, no exposed skin!” Everyone quickly adjusted their protective gear.
Aria grabbed Owen’s hand and pulled him behind her. “Get behind me!”
The rustling grew closer. Aria commanded sharply, “Maintain formation! Engage!”
Wielding their poles in one hand and attacking with the other, the team members would occasionally fan out, only to instantly regroup.
In the thick fog, even a moment’s distraction could get them separated from the group. They had to stay on high alert. “Corrosive venom,” Saintiger barked. “Finish them fast!”
With a swift flick of her pole, Aria sent the venomous insect flying just as it lunged at Owen.
Yvonne shot a glance and retorted sarcastically, “You should’ve just stayed home. You’re nothing but trouble.”
Owen leaned against a tree, his voice laced with mock innocence. “What can I say? I’m just too weak. I guess I’ll have to coun on you guys to keep me safe.”
Yvonne rolled her eyes inwardly. She had clearly seen his skills when he fought Marco, so there was nothing weak about him.
‘No time to overthink, Yvonne told herself, forcing her attention to the swarming venomous insects as the battle raged on.
