if they're watching anyways
Auteme, admittedly, thought the padawans might still be hiding somewhere; she'd seen them about a minute ago talking at the edge of the lake. But per usual, her sense of danger was a little better than her active sensing. Some perimeter in her mind was crossed. She looked around, and then down, feeling out the movement of the water as the two swam under the lake. Clearly she shouldn't have been worried about temperature if that was the route they were taking.
Instead she found herself wondering about the challenge for herself. The opponents she'd be facing would likely be able to conceal their presences from her if they attempted something like this. Should she intentionally quell her senses in order to force her own surprise? No, she already knew they were coming.
What she didn't know was what they were planning to do once they reached her. The ice cracked, the cracks widened, and steam burst out, the gas freed into a miniature geyser. Auteme swung her hand up, an opaque barrier of Force-threads blocking it from blinding her. Instead it spread, a brief mist surrounding her.
Another pang of danger flashed into her mind -- not yet the emergence of the two padawans, but an attack coming soon. She spun, threads spitting from her wrists to stick to the ground a dozen meters away, and slingshotted herself across the ice away from the cracks.
Instead she found herself wondering about the challenge for herself. The opponents she'd be facing would likely be able to conceal their presences from her if they attempted something like this. Should she intentionally quell her senses in order to force her own surprise? No, she already knew they were coming.
What she didn't know was what they were planning to do once they reached her. The ice cracked, the cracks widened, and steam burst out, the gas freed into a miniature geyser. Auteme swung her hand up, an opaque barrier of Force-threads blocking it from blinding her. Instead it spread, a brief mist surrounding her.
Another pang of danger flashed into her mind -- not yet the emergence of the two padawans, but an attack coming soon. She spun, threads spitting from her wrists to stick to the ground a dozen meters away, and slingshotted herself across the ice away from the cracks.