After walking for a while, with Jelo leading them using his sharpened senses, they finally spotted the dabba ahead.
Five of them. Just as Jelo had predicted.
Olmo stood behind them, arms folded firmly across his chest.
"Alright," he said calmly. "Show me what you've got."
Without hesitation, Jelo and Mira charged forward.
"Do you have a plan?" Mira asked as she ran beside him. "You're usually the one with the strategy."
Jelo smirked.
Mira shot him an annoyed look. "Of course… I should've known."
"He says you're stronger than me," she continued. "Fine. Support me while I engage them."
Jelo's smile widened slightly. "Is that really necessary?"
Mira frowned. "What do you mean, is that necessary?"
"I'm one hundred percent sure I can take all of them down myself."
Mira paused for half a second, staring at him.
"Show-off," she muttered. "I'm not letting you have all the fun. Master Olmo said we handle this together. You're not taking all the credit."
