Rogued pain
They continued testing the traps, scattering a few more around and watching the patterns of fire that shot from the disks. After a few rounds, they were confident in their use.
Ty wiped his hands on his pants, standing up. "Alright. We'll place these traps around camp before we settle for the night. They'll be our first line of defense."
As they returned to camp, Rosana glanced at Ty. "What about those silent boots?"
Ty handed them over. "You take them. You move the quietest out of all of us."
Rosana smiled, tucking the boots into her pack. "Thanks. I'll put them to good use."
Kern stretched his arms, his scimitars glinting in the firelight. "This med-kit better work, because I plan on getting into more than one fight tomorrow."
Rosana rolled her eyes. "You'd better hope you don't get too deep into those fights, or you'll need more than a med-kit."
Kern chuckled. "We'll see."