As Aron and Rose hurried back to the area they had set up camp, their footsteps echoed with urgency. Aron's mind was consumed with thoughts of what could have transpired during their absence, and his instincts told him that time was of the essence. He turned to Rose, his voice urgent.
"Rose, send your scouter ahead," Aron instructed, his eyes scanning the surroundings. "We need to get an idea of what exactly is happening before we arrive."
Rose nodded, her fingers swiftly manipulating the movements and speed of her scouter. She sent it whizzing through the air, its frame rapidly soared ahead. Aron's heart raced as they continued their swift pace, waiting anxiously for the scouter's return.
