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Scylla slipped over the ground on fingertips and toes, the coils of her tentacles moving like spider legs to support her frame as she skirted the rocky forest floor. The frame was moving. As Scylla approached, pulses of sensor pings and camera arrays with laser-calculated distance displayed in Emily's mind, spilling over in blurred glimpses to Magda through the close contact. "It's cutting us off," Emily said through grit teeth. The frame might have been heading back to the outpost for reasons unrelated to them, but the way it moved down the mountain so quickly after arriving sent a cold caution through Emily that made her wonder if the

Cassandra narrowed her eyes. Adjusted herself in her cockpit and leaned in, following what was just a moment ago but a sliver of motion barely caught out the corner of her eye. A kaiju? No... but the movement signature didn't match any known threat she was taught about either. And while at first she dismissed the sensors failing to track it as just another malfunction of the frame's systems, right next to the unresponsive comms, she was starting to suspect that maybe it wasn't as much her gear failing as it was this anomalous entity managing to conceal itself in some way? She bit her lip. In other circumstances, this would have been... s