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7 The mist was rising more quickly than Ka’ya had expected. Normally, it cleared throughout the day, forcing the Gondas to remain in the hidden recesses of the cliffs. The few times she had come through the area, she had been fortunate. Her one encounter with the creatures had come on such a day as this – when the mists rose earlier than normal. The difference between that day and today was that she had been closer to the valley floor. The Gondas were limited in how low they could fly. The forest was too thick and the cover of the mists never sank to the ground. The creatures needed constant moisture to breathe. If Ka’ya and Alexandru could get below the mists, they would be safe. “Keep an eye out behind you. They like to distract their prey while another attacks,” she warned, stepping