Unlikely Alliances (The Pack)

Twenty -I See Nonexistent People.

So the next day Lachlan was supposed to be training, but since Rob practically screamed at him not to do it, he just sat on one of the benches and was polishing his swords.
Risky move, I know, but this is Lachlan we're on about.

Rob said there's five days until my birthday. That gives me about four to get away before I hurt anyone.
'Whatcha thinking about?'
Almost throwing his swords in alarm, the blond turned and saw Preston hanging from one of the upper benches.
'I can't be that scary.'
'Nah, you just startled me. What's up?'
'Just checking in to see if you're feeling alright... and to make sure you don't run away.'
'What? Why would I-'
'Seto was reading your thoughts. He figured something like this would happen; You're worried that you're gonna hurt us, right?'

Lachlan glared at the sorcerer from across the arena, and set his swords down before crossing his arms. 'Look, I'd be doing it to protect you all.'
'You still have five days, right? On the fourth, say that you're going to go see some family. You have a brother, right?'
'Yeah.'
'Say you're gonna go see him, and take a few days out. If you're okay, then come back to the castle, and if you're jot, then I'm sure Seto can think of something.' Patting his shoulder reassuringly, which was an awkward manouver what with him hanging upside down, Preston pulled himself and and turned around.

'This whole prophecy thing... D'you think we're ready?'
'What do you mean?'
'Like, we're supposed to be fighting this guy, but all we've done is spar against each other. We haven't really fought against mobs or anything-'

'A great idea, Preston.'
Seto had teleported right behind the Tauran, causing him to yell out and almost fall down the rows of wooden benches until Lachlan grabbed the back of his hoodie. 'I'm not that scary, Preston. Anyway, you're right, the sparring's good but you guys need a real opponent.'
'So...'
'You six are going to go into the cave system, and get some practice. Nothing can really go wrong.'

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'I'm sorry, but there's no way I can get through there. Even Vik's having trouble.'
'I mean, I didn't say that was the entrance, but that one does drop you closer to a spawner.' Seto grinned, using his magic to drag the Boralinian back out and gathering the six around him.
'For this task, I want you guys to find a way in. I'm only going to help you if it's absolutely neccesary. You can use your abilities- Vik, stop messing with your visor. It's working fine. Mitch, Jerome, stop hitting eachother. Oh, and a quick note, don't fall into any traps. These caves were used by hunters many years ago, so they could still be active.'

'What kind of traps?'
'Acid pits, lava pits, most of which are triggered by tripwire so watch your feet. Good luck, try not to get injured, and if a party member is unconscious for longer than twenty minutes, just holler, got it?'

The group muttered their agreements, with Vik still trying to brush some cobwebs from his legs after getting stuck in a nest.
Ugh, spiders. Wish I could turn them to stone.
Each pairing having a blazing torch, they scouted the area and found the main cave entrance quite easily.
'It's the biggest one, so watch out for traps.' Rob advised, almost walking into a wire himself before Preston yanked him back.
'How about no. Hate to say it Rob, but you're not the most observant sword in the armoury.'
'Hm. Mitch, would you do the honours?' Gesturing to the mouth of the caves, the prince stepped back as the younger Candelian pulled a face.
'...Fine. Try to stay in one line, and don't mess around with the torches. We have a flammable bacca, and it could trigger non-wire traps.'