Witty Escape

On another side of the city, another group of cloaked figures hiding in a dark alley turned their heads up towards the signal flare in the distance. 

"That area is where the others went. Something must have happened there. I should quickly head over and check it out. They could be in trouble and need our help." One of them whispered with a womanly voice.

"Are you a damn fool or what? So what if they are in trouble? That is their fault! We are trying not to avoid attention, so we carry out the task assigned to us, not attract it! You hear me?!" Another one chided in a repressed voice.

"Right… that was my mistake. I'm sorry." The person was quick to acknowledge her wrong.

"I know your lover is over there, but do not forget why we are here and think of the bigger picture. If we fail the task and return to the tribe, the chief will not spare us."

Hearing mention of their chief, the group shivered. 

Their fear of the chief was a deeply rooted one.