"An alarm!" Mei Xian exclaimed, her eyes wide with shock and confusion. "How did they detect us?"
Edsmith Palace disciples emerged from hidden positions among the rocky outcrops and snow-covered trees, their dark robes blending with the shadows. Their eyes gleamed with malicious intent, and the air around them crackled with hostile energy.
Peng Falcon's voice rang out, sharp and commanding. "Everyone, prepare for battle! Form defensive positions!"
The disciples quickly regrouped, their training kicking in as they drew their weapons and readied their techniques. The icy wind howled around them, whipping up flurries of snow that swirled between the two opposing forces.
Aric watched from his concealed vantage point atop a nearby ridge, his expression unreadable. "So, it begins," he murmured to himself. "Let's see how this plays out."