From what appeared to be a flashing red light of flame when looked at from above the sky, Amaterasu moved with directed precision at top speed, flames trailing her steps as Elara gave her detailed direction at every turn.
"To your right at the next oak tree!" Elara exclaimed sharply, her third eye wide open as both she and Natasha were cradled in Amaterasu's arms.
Amaterasu took the turn exactly where Elara had described.
"Stop!" Elara snapped, and Amaterasu forced a halt as though slamming the brakes of a reckless driver.
"She's not here," Amaterasu murmured as she studied their environment—an expanse of tall, ancient trees planted in the middle of nowhere.
"We'll take it from here," Elara muttered, gazing ahead of them as though she saw far more than they did. "We can't risk losing our element of surprise."
Amaterasu's eyes widened, perplexed. She knew she had other places to be, and if it came down to numbers, these two were the least of her worries. But still…
