One Minute Earlier
"Everyone ready?" Freya asked, making sure everyone was stably hanging on to her. If anyone fell down, then it'd be too troublesome.
Currently, every person in the party was on Freya. Literally.
The two other female half-orcs were at her back, each carrying a half-orc baby. The dwarves, on the other hand, were under Freya's arms, with two in each arm squeezed in.
If an Alterran saw this, they'd think they were large mochis with beards.
After settling everyone, they waited until the next batch of transfers was done. Freya leaned down a bit, activating her innate skill before dashing forward.
[Silent Predator]
It was a skill that could temporarily allow her to move in absolute stealth through any environment, regardless of terrain or obstacles. It would allow her to leave no trace and no sound.
Even if it was through people much stronger than she was, all they'd feel would be a passing wind. The rest wouldn't notice anything at all.
