The ranger himself was a scout, so the elf's sudden stop didn't surprise him. He crouched to the ground and listened.
Sakhariel and Odd hid behind the trees. Soon, a group of eleven people passed within five meters of them. Judging by their appearance, it was easy to tell that these people were pirates. As far as Odd could tell, they were heading east, towards the coast.
- That's strange. They sailed away a week ago. Why did they return so quickly? - said the elf after the pirates had moved far enough away. - Go back to the camp following our tracks. I don't think you'll get lost. I'll return in the morning.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт