DYZIRA

Dyzira tilted her head as the male blocked her next shot, eyes narrowing. When he turned and began to approach she looked to the others, before approaching quickly and grabbing his shoulder to stop any further approach.

"Place is dead. If this one has survived, it's not without reason. IF it's alive." She added softly. She would fall back behind the other two males quietly without another word. She would slowly put away the bow and crouch swiping her hand across the ground and lifting it to her nose, eyes narrowed on her squad mate and the shady figure.