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Zarah could see them. These new visitors. There was one that looked sick. He was leaned up against a peace of the old fallen down wall that surrounded the remaining city. She dared not move from where she was spying on them. She was perched up in a climbable crevis that was in the wall. It was almost like a tunnel shape cut out. It was black, just like the rest of the old ruined wall. There were two others with him. Dark skinned humans. One was helping him drink water. The other, just sitting down, most likely from exhaustion. The man that looked ill also looked like he was going through the same thing. Heat exhaustion.

She wanted to confront them badly, but thought twice of her actions. "More survivors." She thought to herself. "I thought we were the only ones left. Perhaps there are more contries out there that have not suffered Ah'bur's wrath like we have." She thought about it for a split second, and tossed the thought away. "Or, they could be spies sent from the Dead City. They usually had Sand Hounds with them. That sure looks like one. It also looks like a cat though." Zarah though out loud.

She would wait until she could find evidence from afar and find a chance to strike.