"Forward?" The man seemed confused, but Anaisa grinned. Trace had seen her!
She moved out of sight again, leading her husband towards the unusual place she'd found. He marched the prisoner in her direction, and she ducked behind a rock while the man at swordpoint passed.
Trace wasn't letting the stranger see his face, and she didn't know for sure the reasons behind it, so she thought it would be safer to not be seen either.
Once the pair was walking ahead of her, she popped out and joined alongside Trace, pointing ahead. He nodded.
"Keep going," He told the guard.
There was a trickle of blood staining the man's collar from where Trace's sword had nudged him, and Anaisa flinched. That looked like it hurt… but this was the same man who was holding her family hostage!
A hundred or so steps later, they came to the place Anaisa had found when looking for a hiding spot far enough to satisfy Trace's requirements of safety.
A sinkhole.
