"They haven't split yet, which is a good thing."
Both John and Lucas sat near the river, observing the map. It had been a quarter of an hour, and all they had done so far was watch the dots' movement.
"But it makes me wonder about their intentions. They could either be here to assess our resources or to locate our base. Judging by their movement, it's better to assume they're heading toward the base," Lucas said, stroking his chin—a habit he had picked up in the quest world.
"Yeah, they're moving directly toward the shelter. As for their speed… it's very fast," John said, a frown etched on his face.
On the map, a straight line was forming as a new dot appeared every minute.
