Third POV
The leaves rustled as Carlos and his guards scampered around, searching for traces of their Luna or her footprints. There was a loud rumble of thunder as the clouds collected and grew darker. It appeared as though it would rain at any time.
The big trees' leaves fluttered in the light air, and birds shrieked as they soared into the sky.
With a swathe of arrows stuck in Xavier's back, Desmond held fast to his sword, his face etched with rage. They were accompanied by roughly eight guards, all of whom were heavily armed.
"Wait," Carlos muttered as he squatted, his blue eyes fixed on the two footprints on the brown sand.
He noticed several tracks heading in that direction when he looked up. He was intrigued by this and wanted to see where it would take them.
"They must have g
