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Nadin scopes the area for a second. "Hmm....funny...all I see are grass."

She was saying this as they were going on a great grassland. It was similar to a South American pampas, where running ragged on the area are golden -yellow blades of grass swaying along the movement of the wind.

Jeiel shakes his head. "Yeah....it's probably you with a superior sense who can sense it in an instant." He makes a thumbs-up. 'Keep us alerted Rix."

Just as Jeiel wraps up his speech, Flamer finds himself stopped. He bends down. Pauses.

A rope had wrung itself around his leg - and all of the sudden he is dragged  from that leg - towards the expanse of the grassland, away from the group.

"FLAAAMER!!"