Olive's POV
I slowly walked up to Atria, tapping her shoulder gently to get her attention. My movement alerted Ron and Dalton as they moved closer to us. Soon, we were huddled up in a circle.
"I've seen the orb", I started, my voice a whisper.
"That's great news", Dalton yelled, pumping his first lightly in the air.
Ron watched me closely. "But?", He asked, already sensing the coming twist.
"It's right there", I lifted my fingers, pointing in the direction of the huge gynark.
Its teeth were yellowed with age or from the countless number of flesh ripped under its mercy. The gynarks protruding chest rose and fell as it sat on a series of uncomfortable looking twigs, arranged to form a makeshift throne.
It was way bigger than the standard gynark, two times an average one. The leader w
