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Miles frowned at the empty, burnt-out shell of a warehouse that Thorne had led them to.
“I thought you said they were here,” Miles growled, agitated by the pain in his broken foot.
He couldn’t stand to put weight on it. The bones would heal, but not fast enough to do him any good at the moment.
“They were,” Thorne insisted.
From the looks of things, it wasn’t recently. What remained of the building was a pile of ashes and debris.
“And I can still feel them, not far off. The phoenix’s signal is growing stronger. This is our chance to take her—”
“But there are Rogue Hunters nearby,” Jade interrupted. “I can feel them.”
“So can I,” Freya chimed in. “Our last encounter with them cut our numbers in half.”
The fighters, Ryan and Andrew, nodded in agreement.
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