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“There is a strange scent in our grounds.” Anthony growled softly. “What do you want to do? Should we postpone the tournament?” Matt frowned. “No, I don’t want to start a panic and give away the fact that we are onto whoever is here.” Ant rubbed his forehead. “Do we have anyone on the radar at the moment?” Matt’s voice was thick with concern. “Not that I know of.” Megan checked the database of the intelligence department for any chatter of possible new enemies. “Nothing. What do you want to do?” She frowned at Anthony. “At the moment I think the warriors should just keep an eye out for who it is. I don’t want to raise an alarm for someone who accidentally wandered onto our territory.” He scratched the back of his head. “You don’t really think that, do you?” She sighed. “No, but unti