No one questioned how Liam had been able to sense the incoming threat before Milo could rely on his perception technique.
Of course, that wasn't out of lack of curiosity. The intensifying rumbling forced the group to focus on the imminent battle, disregarding any useless thoughts.
Liam was no exception. He instinctively glanced at his left shoulder, but no bow rested there, bringing his gaze back to the holes in the wall in front of him.
Even with superhuman hearing, Liam couldn't guess where the attack would come from. There were too many tunnels, and the rattling noises flooded the hall with their incessant echoes, preventing any accurate inspection.
If anything, it sounded like the group was surrounded, which didn't bode well when taking Milo's conclusions into account. As things were, Liam and the others threatened to be submerged by a tide of enemies.
