Once the discussion was over and everyone had agreed to play their part, Liam remained crouched exactly where he was, his posture low and grounded. Edith and the two girls stayed in their respective positions as well, while Yuriel stood close to the tree he had taken shelter beside earlier, his grip still firm around his weapon.
As the silence settled in, Liam focused inward, allowing his senses to spread through the earth beneath them. He paid close attention to the faint, almost imperceptible vibrations traveling through the soil—subtle signs that betrayed the Burrowmaw's movement. From what he could tell, the creature was still close, lingering beneath the ground, waiting for an opening. Liam steadied himself, anticipating another false charge.
Then it happened.
