The woman in the green robe is surrounded by her pursuers. They have finally caught up to her and managed to encircle her.
But none of them move.
The woman smirks.
"If you think I will surrender like this, you're wrong," she says, her tone mocking.
She moves her wrist elegantly.
"Look out!" one of them yells.
The men in similar robes scatter, as if facing a predator.
The woman stops, whatever she was about to do forgotten, and laughs.
Then she runs again.
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Alicia is outside the shield.
She checks her watch. In fifteen seconds, the next roar will erupt.
She rushes toward the trees. She wants to get behind the haelions, thinking the roar is directed at the camp. Behind them should be safer.
With that in mind, she moves to the side, trying to circle around them as quickly as she can.
One of the haelions slowly turns, facing her.
As she moves, they turn with her.
At the one-minute mark—
The roar erupts again.
