“Well, f**k them,” Liz summed up his feelings about the encounter perfectly.
“At least they didn't stay and fight. They were pretty coordinated.”
Aster yipped and pawed the ground. The flashbang had hurt her more sensitive ears.
“Think they’ll be waiting for us to leave?”
Liz rocked on her feet before saying, “Probably not. They clearly don't want to work hard, just take easy pickings.”
“Wouldn't easy pickings be when we’re exiting a rift?”
“Sure, if we didn't know about them and came out unprepared. Now? I don't think they’ll make a move.”
The two started down the tunnel. They had been walking for a few minutes before Matt felt something give under his foot and arrows slammed into his protected head, chest, and legs.
Liz and Aster, following behind him, froze.
“The f**k was that!
