Ambrose almost couldn't believe his senses when he came across Devon and Alisha. They were perfectly hidden behind some shrubs—but the link and spatial awareness made it easy to track them out.
There was just one problem, though.
ROARRRRR!
A beast lunged from the very top of the tree Devon and Alisha rested on, landing nimbly right when the fire type heard Ambrose's warning and got Alisha to step away.
"The fuck?" Alisha cursed, inching back from the beast. "H-How didn't I notice this thing?"
The beast stood over ten feet tall on all fours, covered in lush snow-white fur that blew into the cold wind. It was a fox-type beast with six tails, each one trailing gracefully behind it.
[That's an S-Rank beast right there.]
'A powerful one too.' Ambrose crouched behind the bushes he was hiding in. He got a good angle of the terror on Devon's face from here. 'Devon looks injured. They can't face that thing alone.'
He'd barely finished that thought when Alisha pushed Devon behind her.
