Sitting beside a lush green bush on the left side, Dean carefully surveyed the area once more, his sharp eyes scanning for any signs of hostile individuals lurking outside. As he mentally tallied their numbers, he couldn't help but feel a surge of adrenaline course through his veins. Luna, positioned on the other side, was patiently awaiting his signal, their connection strong as he communicated with her using his [Telepathic Comunication].
{There's about 10 at the outside, if we count the ones that are inside we will be facing at least 30 of them} Dean relayed the information to Luna, his voice echoing in her mind.
Luna nodded silently, her gaze locked on Dean, ready to spring into action when the time was right.
{Wait for my signal,} Dean instructed, reassuring Luna of his plan.
