"Where are they hiding?"
"Search around again. They definitely won't be hiding too close, otherwise we would have sensed their presence. But they can't be too far either."
"Pay attention to the ground! The Hydra's movements will leave distinct traces!"
"The traces on the ground seem to have been cleared, up until this point!"
"Keep searching! We're bound to find something overlooked!"
"Alright!"
Jones' heart was pounding violently.
Six or seven members of the Blood Clan scattered, carefully searching the ground inch by inch for traces.
Jones felt like his heart was about to leap out of his chest. He leaned back against the rock where he was hiding, blinking nervously.
He had cleared some of the Hydra's movements' traces, but the noise was too large and time was too tight; it was impossible to erase everything, so he managed to clear only part of it. Additionally, he had fabricated some false traces, though whether they could deceive the Blood Clan remained uncertain.
