A dark haired teen girl's head turned in the direction the brunette was looking. Her braid sloshed to the side and back again.
"Master, was that a snake?"
"My, how observant. Though you should be keeping your tracking lessons in mind right now, and watching for signs of humans traveling through this area. I would not trust that I know what I'm doing, Nohre."
The slight warning and reminder made the young cultivator nod before staring hard at the brush while keeping up with the other two. In a way, their roles were flipped - and now Fusand thought that her way of walking while looking at the ground looked a little foolish. A finger flicked him in the forehead and stole the smile on his face.
"The moment they announced the competition location, someone as studious as you could have requested a first copy at any of their branches if you were willing to pay for it. I took for granted that you would have known this."