Dar, Seiryu, and August leaned against trees as Meis and Cross paced uneasily in front of them. The briefing was done, so nothing needed to be said. The anxiety in the air was palpable.
The tension broke like an old bowstring when Cailyn dropped out of a tree in the middle of the crowd.
“They’re off safe,” she said. “All of them.”
“Any indication
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