165 Borrowed Fledgeling

Stephanie cast a very weak disguise spell over their hiding spot, enough to keep them out of sight but hopefully not enough for the enemy magic sensors to find them from a distance.

They had to be right on top of the bunker to find it at the Sylvan camp, so they should be safe, Wolfe thought, and just as he had hoped, over the next hour a steady stream of scouts in gas masks passed by, searching for them.

"All units, pull back to the main camp. It's nearly dark." The leader finally ordered as the sun passed behind the mountains, and evening rapidly turned to night.

The group waited a few more minutes until a unit passed within meters of their location, then they disabled them with nature magic and took their place. They were only three instead of five, but they looked enough alike in the borrowed overcoat and mask that they should get close enough for this tactic to work.