The shriek dissolved into the fog.
Revan's mind drifted for a moment, his ears straining for the echo. It faded somewhere behind the rain, growing fainter, until even that was gone.
He tried to listen for the wet slap of limbs against mud, the displacement of air, anything that would tell him where the creature had fled.
Nothing.
He exhaled.
'Fuck, this is exactly what I hate when the enemy starts switching up their killing method. You play out the whole scenario in your head, but at the end of the day, that's all it ever is. Just a scenario.'
And finally, after five minutes of waiting, a movement returned, immediately shattering his thoughts.
The displacement returned. Farther out than before. Ten meters, maybe twelve.
Revan gauged the pressure through his senses.
Orbiting him in a wide, cautious loop that bore no resemblance to the tight, aggressive circles from five minutes ago.
It had changed.
Revan felt the difference immediately.
A wry smile formed on Revan's face.
