None of it mattered now, however. Kris had responsibilities, and he had to find a way to fulfill them the best he could.
Rhyn stopped and knelt, placing his hands to the ground. Kris crossed his arms. A blast of energized air swept over him. Rhyn sat back.
“What did you just do?” Kris asked, looking around for any change in their surroundings.
“One person can help us. I just encouraged her to come find us.”
Coldness settled over Kris. He gazed around warily. Rhyn rose and flipped the dagger he held in the air, catching it effortlessly.
“Did you tell her off or ask nicely?” Kris asked. The jungle stilled around them, and the snake-like branches froze.
Rhyn responded by pulling a dagger from the small of his back and tossing it. Kris caught it by the hilt and waited, the sound of his heart pounding loud in his ears.
They waited.