'Our ambushers have finally decided to show themselves.' i glanced at our surroundings.
We were completely surrounded.
"Barns, be careful, they have a ranker in their group. Number 2 Deandra." A different hooded figure said. They were incomparably much smaller than the Barns guy, and her voice was undeniably feminine.
The hooded Barns took of his hood and revealed his face. A male cadet with a brown buz cut and thick black brows chuckled sinisterly at his. He had a face that made it almost impossible to link him with a cadet.
And that build, too...
Just how old was this guy?
He spread open his palm to one side, and a large great sword appeared in his grasp.
The large Cadet Barns raised his great sword at us, and the other group members each revealed their pensive faces and thickly surrounded us.
'It seems like they've all recognised Deandra.'
"We're surrounded." Don said.
