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Selene crouched low, her breathing even. Four figures moved below, weaving between trees and narrow roots. They were careful but not cautious enough; their footsteps crunched faintly against the damp soil. She studied them a moment longer, committing each position to memory.
Two at the front — likely the fighters. The third hung back with a sling ready. The last, shorter and broader, kept glancing around — the lookout.
"Predictable," she muttered.
She waited until the front pair slowed near a fallen trunk before she moved. In less than a heartbeat, she was behind the rear guard.
