I walk through the forest while listening to the footsteps a distance away.
The young druids are following me, I don't know why and I don't care.
Breaking into the clearing I find the crew in the same position with one more dead Vol at their feet.
Wuda and Keane are sweating bullets and the others behind them are just as nervous.
It is unsurprisingly Topher's spear with blood on it, I don't see Jaki around.
"You have company."
The young man comes out from behind a tree, also holding a blood-stained spear with his right hand, his left shoulder still in a sling.
Red decorates his brown pants that match mine, and a smirk dances on my face.
"I picked up a few tails."
Turning behind me I raise my voice.
"Come out, no need to hide."
Jaki scoffs while taking a tactically sound position with the stream to his back, raising his spear.
"Not like they can."
