Nova, with his flanks, Adam and Elesch, took the advance, as the Nigerians were nowhere in sight. They controlled the middle, with Adam staying in a tall tree to inspect the entire battlefield.
Nova took the center, as Elesch took his left, camouflaging herself, trying to act like a trump card in case Nova wasn't able to handle himself. She wanted to be the surprise card.
Nova crouched low, his shoes slightly sinking into the mossy soil. From above, Adam crouched on a thick branch, eyes narrowing as his pupils reflected his red hues, scanning the distortion of mana across the jungle.
Every flicker of movement he saw, could be a trap, or a ghost, or something in between. Elesch blended into the foliage, her body bending into nature, her presence almostly erased by the jungle.
Then Nova saw it, a faint movement. A ripple in the atmosphere, barely perceptible, across the treeline opposite to them. The vines shuddered as if disturbed by wind, though the air was still.
