The group's eyes locked onto Elara, a mix of concern and curiosity on their faces. "What makes you think that?" Kael asked, his voice low.
Elara's eyes scanned the area, her senses on high alert. "I can feel it," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "The Order's presence, it's like a dark stain on the air."
Lucias's eyes narrowed, his gaze scanning the shadows. "We need to move, now," he said, his voice firm.
The group nodded, their eyes locked onto Elara. They knew that they had to trust her instincts, and get out of there fast.
As they moved through the city, Elara's senses were on high alert. She could feel the Order's presence growing stronger, and she knew that they were running out of time.
Suddenly, Kael's eyes locked onto a building up ahead. "There," he said, his voice low. "That's our best chance."
The group followed his gaze, their eyes locked onto the building. It was an old, abandoned warehouse, but it looked like it hadn't been used in years.
