The bugs in Area 9 were threads: spider threads, drawn out from the veins of the corpse of the fallen Scarlet Kin. During the day they were manageable. Not invisible, not thin enough to miss entirely.
But the dark was a different matter. The threads merged with it completely, and anyone moving through without knowing was risking a limb. Maybe two. Not just that, these threads suck blood too.
It was day and the party moved through the woods, threads stretching from tree to tree across the path. Some were thinner than the description had suggested, but the sharpness of them caught enough light to give them away. Navigable, for now.
"Scar… what do you think? Could there be someone here? It feels too quiet."
Scar frowned. Solus had Storm and Walker directly beside her, neither of them a negligible option, and the distance between her and Scar was nothing to dismiss either. She'd asked him anyway. Passed over both of them and aimed the question straight at him.
