Oli's turbulent mind was a stew of calm, rational thoughts and fast, cynical deductions. With the perennial walking up to each nearby stone cluster, Oli's brain hastily reached a fork of decision and possible consequences.
*I could keep hiding," thought Oli. "Sarpo failed to sense my presence with essence alone, and that was while I was visible in the shade of a wagon.
*But Hurdo did sense me, using earth essence… There's a chance that this perennial could do the same.*
Erratically, Oli's brain bounced between those two choices, seemingly at lightspeed. All the while, the suspicious perennial was narrowing his search with each passing moment.
Eventually, the time arrived to decide.
The perennial strolled over to Oli's hiding place. He walked around the boulders. He poked his head in every crevice. Earth veita was seeping through every rock and pebble there.
