(176) The Game Plan
Geth stood at the edge of the illusion.
'It's almost time.'
Three Direwolves around Level 55 left the boulder on his right and slowly made their way to the illusion.
A similar situation was occurring to his left. That group of Direwolves was circling the edge of the Formation furthest from them.
As soon as the other group disappeared behind the hill that formed the Dungeon entrance, it would be time to make their move.
'Just a few more seconds.'
Geth stared at the Direwolf in the center. It was already on alert, staring at the illusion curiously.
Its eyes had opened slightly when the patrols first began their rotation. As Felix couldn't make the illusion move, it looked like the three Direwolves they'd defeated were still pacing near the boulder.
Now that the patrols were nearly halfway, the Weary Wolf was sitting back on its haunches, focusing on the wolves in the illusion.