"Hahaha. These bastards from the Edinburgh army will never be able to catch us."
One of the cultists who was running away from the hideout couldn't help but gloat at his recent attackers. He was running with seven other Adept-ranked cultists. They were all heading to a particular node within the gorge network which they knew wasn't rigged or affected by the dynamic change of the terrain.
"Stop blabbering your mouth and keep running. We don't know what lies ahead of us."
The man who was speaking loudly in the escape was silenced by another cultist. She preferred running away from the hideout in silence. There was something about the incident that bugged her.
First, their hideout had received a valid tip from a stranger that the base would be attacked by the Edinburgh army in a few days. Two Expert-ranked entities were running the hideout. They took this information with a grain of salt at first. However, they couldn't just ignore the threat to their lives.
