They should find the big ones first. River strode through the grass with determination, her mind open for any zergs within range. Around her circled her small troop of zerglings, should any Terran troops attack them.
Over there. River sensed something move behind the scarred ruins down the slope to her right. A Devouring One? There was no need to
signal the zerglings to follow her; they knew and obeyed as she set off down the slope.
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on_her_korhal , NFB due to distance]