They descended the narrow path between two mountain peaks, moving farther from the ledge as they searched for their fifth snow panther.
No one spoke, each focused on their surroundings.
Reaching a somewhat flat area again, Logan detected a large mana signature in the distance.
"Hold," he said quietly.
A snow panther was lying in wait behind the narrow path, planning to ambush anything that went through there.
"Fifth one," Livia muttered, glancing at Logan, then at Derek, who stood several feet behind them both.
"We can't surround it this time," Logan said quietly, looking at the mountain peaks on both sides.
Livia gave a small nod, thinking about what to do next.
Just as she was about to speak, a soft splash sounded behind them.
A thick, mana-rich smell hit Logan's nose.
He turned and touched his back, feeling something wet soaking into his combat suit.
Livia beside him flinched. "What—"
Then it hit them.
