Day thirty-two.
Owen and Yalira had been hunting together for three days. Their rhythm was good. Better than expected.
She moved like a predator;silent, patient, always finding the weakest point. While He moved like a battering ram; direct, overwhelming and crushing whatever stood in his way.
Together, they were efficient.
Today's target: A cave system in Zone 12's eastern edge. Yalira had heard about it from another independent prisoner, rumored to house a Tier 4, three-star apex predator. Worth maybe 90,000 credits if they could kill it.
They approached the cave entrance at midday.
"You sure about this?" Owen asked.
Yalira shrugged. "Sure-ish. Information was secondhand. Could be empty. Could be something worse than a Tier 4."
"Well, that's Comforting."
"Prison World yunno."
The cave entrance was massive. Twenty meters wide. Pitch black inside despite the bright desert sun outside.
Owen extended his CE sense.
