"HAHAHA DEVIL'S HEIR, I'M COMING FOR YOU!"
A crazed laughter echoed through the empty plain. The group of five heard it loud and clear from the net of burrows and tunnels they had dug for themselves.
"Oh, it has been a while since someone called me that," Ken glanced at Vivienne as he recalled the name everyone used to refer to him in the secret realm of the Bloodthirst sect. She ignored him, pretending she did not have anything to do with it.
"Team Leader, are you going to reveal our position to him?" Alaric tried to understand the plan.
"I do, more or less. You guys support me from behind, it would be hard for you to move without triggering any traps."
"Alright."
Ken climbed out of his burrow, facing the man standing in the sky 30 meters away.
"Hello, simple nomad, you have traveled far away from the desert," Ken cupped his fist in a pretense of respect.