'I acted too rashly on my emotions. It would be troublesome for all of us if i attracted the attention of the Desert Komg right now.' Deandra sighed under her breath.
Although things may not have been going as planned, she and her group were there to steal the other group's water, not to engage in a long drawn out or full-scale confrontation with them.
And who knows, they might even be lucky enough to wipe them out for points — after they had secured water first.
Water.
Indeed, that was the priority.
Deandra reminded herself.
On another hand, speaking of teammates...
Deandra turned and spread her awareness outward into the crater that had now widened yet again.
She caught sight of Trise, Chelsea and Don; they were all outnumbered, but at least they were holding on. For now.
Deandra felt the increased need to hurry up on her side and help her members.
Especially Number 1499 — Victor.
