Kat grinned as she looked down at the mountain. The cultivators were swarming around like ants. Simply canvasing the areas near their bases and running in what looked like random patterns. It seemed someone, likely Ron, had messed with their communications. If it was Ron… he'd gone above and beyond for their deal. Kat could see very few people were bothering to follow her incredibly obvious trail of destruction.
It had been about half an hour, and there was one team sitting around the collapsed mine she'd baited them towards, another that was investigating Grumpy's death and one final team near the boulder they'd stopped at for a bit. Back in the bases it seemed they were… perhaps trying to look for things that were missing? Kat didn't really know. It looked like they were expecting some sort of follow up, or perhaps they were making sure nobody else was using the chaos to escape… or steal more shit like Ron.
