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"Good luck with that, those guys will only be found if they want to, and even then..."
Michael is standing on a cliff, staring in the distance. He remains silent for a few more seconds before continuing.
"I guess they did as told, meaning that we should find the hunting group when heading to the point we started from. I can't tell where to search for the scouts, but knowing One, they probably are looking for something more useful to do and might be headed for one of the other groups."
"About two meters high, four-legged, white to grey scales, some long tail capable of splitting into four thinner ones, some protective exoskeleton additional to the scales, long and sharp claws, bloody annoying to fight...
Need me to go on?"
There's a faint hint of regret and hate in Four's voice as he simultaneously collects large leaves from a nearby tree.