Dimensional Descent

"Hold on."

Leonel stopped Irolana just as she was about to release the flare.

"Hand the flare to me."

Irolana was confused but nodded in the end.

Leonel rolled the flare in his palm, scanning it from top to bottom.

"Let's move." Leonel said, gazing at the Titan Hyena's corpse.

The group quickly complied as Leonel continued to observe the flare.

If the Oryx could only see in red, that would be fine. But, according to Irolana and the others, they could also see infrared. This was a problem for two reasons.

For one, they'd be on a time crunch. Things would be fine as long as the sun was still in the sky. But, once it set, the Oryx would gain a decisive advantage.

During the day, the Oryx's red sight would interfere with tracking somewhat. But, at night, an Oryx might be able to pick out a human through hundreds of meters worth of foliage just based off their body heat.

The second issue was tied to this issue of heat. The signal flares Leonel was aware of were essentially controlled bursts of combustion. Even if it was masked with color, it might be an issue.

'Oh, so it's not the same. It works with a Light Prism Ore…. In that case…'

blurs in their wake. In

"Little Blackstar."

"Yip! Yip!"

Leonel's head and snatched the newly made signal flare. He vanished into thin air before suddenly

the foliage and raised the signal flare

pop rang out. But, the dull nature of the sound was nothing compared to

as though a laser had shot into the skies, only to be swallowed by the clouds above. The most shocking part, though, was the fact it didn't disappear. It hung there like a beacon even long

blue flare?" Irolana

In addition, the color shot should have been red to blend in with the shades of red the Oryx saw in.

Oryx to guess what shades they see in. Don't you think it's much easier then to just copy the sky's color? In that

off handedly, but he had already brought out

sprung into action, rapidly helping Leonel form arrow tip after

followed him. They looked up into the skies, only now realizing that after taking their eyes off of the beacon for a

result in a completely different color. It was easy to hone in on a large group like 'red' or 'blue', but to nail down a specific shade

or even a proper

it so difficult to find?" Ingkath couldn't help but

the moment, the three felt like lost sheep. They absentmindedly followed Leonel without even knowing why. Maybe it

flaw. If it was so subtle even for them, was this really conducive to gathering more people? How many would actually recognize the signal for help? Not only had Leonel