The red glow behind the wall flickered for a moment before disappearing, as the information Miss Nightingale provided had reached its end. After all, the spell didn't offer any detection ability, only improved the precision and speed of information exchange.
Nonetheless, it was sufficient to glean enough details—four people, moving at a normal pace, with the first two having heavier footsteps, suggesting strength-oriented roles, the last one a Ranger, and not much information about the person in the middle for analysis.
Fang Hong patted Little Fatty's shoulder beside him and used sign language to say to the latter: "Hide." At that moment, he felt something subtle, as if he naturally mastered this skill.
And Little Fatty also immediately passed the message down using sign language.
Everyone quickly moved, silently hiding in the corners on both sides of the cave.
