Vors moved first, his body already angling forward as he melted into the terrain. He was gone only briefly, moving fast and silent across the uneven ground, before returning just as smoothly. When he stopped in front of them, his expression was focused and grim.
"It seems some Beastmen are fighting with a few beasts ahead," he reported in a low voice.
At that, several of them instinctively scanned their surroundings, ears twitching as they tried to pinpoint the source of the noise. Lavayla followed their gaze, her eyes sweeping across the rocky expanse, the sparse vegetation, and the shallow rises in the land, but she saw nothing—no movement, no figures, no sign of battle nearby.
Ressha frowned, stepping forward slightly as confusion crossed her features. "Where?" she asked, her voice edged with tension. "There's nobody here, and the sound seems to be farther forward."
