Three miniature storm clouds formed instantly above the Defilers, crackling with condensed lightning as heaven's wrath rained down upon them.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The cavern lit up almost immediately as the strikes burnt the rocky floor right in front of the hooded figures.
"What the—?!" one staggered back, just to realize what was happening. But another had already moved, conjuring a small earthen barrier around the three of them that blocked the attack.
"Ambush!"
"Tch…" Emily clicked her tongue in disgust.
She actually attacked—why?
"Damn it—!" Marcus grunted, sprinting out from behind the hiding spot they were just in.
"What the hell are you doing?" he put a hand on Emily's shoulder and turned her around. "You picked a fight with them for no reason!"
"No reason?" she replied immediately, swatting off his hand from her shoulder. "Them being poachers isn't enough of a reason?"
"You think a researcher like me can stand those who kill animals for their own gain?"
