Nexus persisted; "Take a wild guess."
"I dunno," she shrugged; "Maybe they're having some kind of orgy party or something. Maybe we got lucky, or just maybe they have bigger fish than us to fry."
"Exactly."
Confusion crept across her face; "Huh?" she asked.
Nexus turned to face her;
"They have bigger fish to fry."
She spun her head around- whipping her hair in the process;
"Unless there's a hundred platters of rare steak awaiting for them at the base of this hill, I see no other prey around that's enough to make them this excited."
Nexus' shoulders slumped again- in disappointment maybe?
He turned towards the top of the hill- craning his neck.
He really did not want to spell it out to her.
But he was sure that the A-rank wireworms were not chasing them. No. They were running- running from something. His eyes stung and he gulped. If they were running from something, then–
