Garnt and Rona crouched low in the shadows, hidden among the rocky and trees filled terrain that surrounded the mine entrance. Garnt scanned the area, searching for a way to create a diversion that would distract the guards and buy them some time. He spotted a group of guards patrolling near a dense thicket of bushes.
"We found our target," He muttered as his eyes locked onto the entrance.
With a quick glance at Rona to make sure she was ready, Garnt picked up a small pebble from the ground and weighed it in his hand. He took a deep breath, steadying himself, and then with all his strength, he hurled the pebble towards the opposite side of the thicket. It sailed through the air and landed with a soft thud, just beyond the bushes.
"What was that?" One of the men standing next to the entrance questioned.
"I don't know, maybe a wild animal," His friend answered, but the first guard wasn't confident.
