Adam's Hunter's Tri-Sense swept through the cold, dry tunnels, filtering out the mundane. Finally, he sensed it—a quick, skittering consciousness, observing them from a crack in the wall. It was a Shadow-Tail Gecko, a creature known for its mimicry and unusual intelligence for its size. It had large, observant eyes and a frilled neck, currently colored to match the grey stone.
"There," Adam pulsed. "That one. It's watching us. Capture it. Alive."
«On it, Boss!» Ignis chirped, and before anyone could strategize, she lunged with a playful Cinder Dash, more like an enthusiastic puppy than a predator.
The gecko, however, was fiendishly quick. It shot from its crevice, not in a blind panic, but in a zigzagging sprint towards a wall of stalagmites. Its claws found purchase on the vertical stone, and it began to scale it with astonishing speed.
