"I think we can stay here," Aurien said, glancing around the elevated platform. "Do you think this is a good place?"
They stood above the stone ledge, a section of the Spirehold that had been under development years ago before being abandoned for reasons no one ever clarified.
The ledge widened at the top into a broad, flat platform. Large enough for a full unit to spar without crowding one another.
Below them, the incline narrowed sharply. Anyone charging would have to climb before reaching them.
Ezra studied the terrain again, eyes sweeping over the slope, the gravel, the drop behind them.
"Well, I do think it's good," he replied. "The climb alone will slow them down. And from here, we can see them long before they reach us." He paused, glancing at Aurien. "But I assume you have another reason."
"Indeed." Aurien's lips curved slightly. "I want to see them before they come to us. Not just to fight."
Ezra tilted his head. "What else would it be for?"
