Ivo immediately roused himself to action, standing with a lighting quick speed that belied his advanced years. His hands were stuck out in front of him in warding gesture, the fingertips outlined in glowing green.
Tia sensed the energy and leaped up from her bed of leaves, smiling as she eagerly expected a fight.
Iona remained calm, in tune with Li, and because she was connected with him, she knew there was nothing to worry about.
"Stay your hand, Ivo," said Li. His senses had picked up the footsteps approaching. They were not much to be alarmed about. "This will be nothing that requires our strength." He raised his voice. "Come on out! And explain yourselves."
