With Toby barking the order, the rest of the group sprang into action, despite their ragged breathing and evident exhaustion. They began setting up traps. The devices looked like advanced tech, encased in box-like structures. The first trap was positioned at the corner of a designated square, the other three following suit to complete the perimeter. Then, with painstaking care, they camouflaged the boxes with the surrounding foliage, blending them seamlessly into the greenery.
Toby surveyed their handiwork, a flicker of satisfaction crossing his weary face. "Okay, you two stay hidden here and be ready to activate the traps. Arya, come with me."
Arya fell into step behind him as they moved forward, leaving the two remaining young men to find a suitable hiding spot amongst the dense undergrowth.
"Which direction is he currently?" Toby asked Arya, his voice low.
"That way," Arya responded, pointing towards a specific point in the distance.
