The coastline looks safe as Keith leads the group. But he moves light as a cat with his sword in hand. There will be no letting his guard down. Not this time. He sends Ember the firebird up over their heads as they near the old dock. "Okay, let's be careful. We don't know what's here."

His voice echoes thanks to the mask over his face. He should have traded favors to get his scanner working. The dock looks like it could fall apart except thick vines seem to be keeping it together. He swings his sword to the side away from everyone to warm up his wrist. "We can spread out but only within calling distance of each other."