Dimensional Descent

Leonel sighed.

"Alright. The exit is around the corner but there's nothing guarding it."

"And?" Aina asked.

She was smart enough to know that this was definitely not a good thing. Different species aside, the Rapax were clearly intelligent. They wouldn't make such a rudimentary mistake.

"There's nothing guarding it because they don't need to guard it, at least not this exit in particular. We're currently surrounded by three other identical entrances that lead to other hives identical to this one. In fact, we're in a field of nests right now and my Internal Sight doesn't spread far enough to tell if we're nearer the middle, an edge, or what direction we should go in."

The expressions of the three youths sunk when they heard this. They had thought that they were close to at least leaping over this first hurdle, but there was actually so much more to go? Who had set up this Selection? Did they want them all to die?!

"So you want to fly up and check which direction to go." Aina finished.

"There's no real other choice."

"Of course there's another choice. You could make an image probe to check for you. If that doesn't work, there's Blackstar. His stealth is much higher than any of our own. He could probably do it without risking being found out at all."

"An image probe would require materials and a Force Art that wouldn't be eroded by Anarchic Force, neither of which I have on hands right now. As for Blackstar, that is a more legitimate possibility, but I don't like it."

comes down to you being

amount of stealth that will help Little Blackstar hide himself

is far smaller than any one of us and also has the best evasive maneuvers. At the same time, the Rapax likely know that there's a bunch of humans running around in their territory by now, they might not be ready to spot a little mink. And, on top of

still better

"You aren't explaining."

"It's hard to explain."

know why you want to go. For one, you don't want to put Blackstar in danger. And, secondly, you trust in

mouth to respond but suddenly found that

head bobbed back and forth between them as the two 'argued', if it could even be called that.

first was what the situation

to cause his analysis to veer off path, the

a woman he almost immediately invited to become

at Leonel's mind. And, the truth was that even if Emna was here, he would still trust himself hundreds of times

even way back to the final game he and James had

point, Leonel closed his eyes and took a breath. When he opened them again, he rubbed his thumb on

"Ready, little guy?"