**THIRD PERSON POV**
As Ivy sprinted through the underbrush, her heart pounding with adrenaline, Asher burst out of the gym's heavy doors, urgency propelling him forward. The crisp air filled with the scent of pine and damp earth as he quickly established a mindlink, rallying everyone on patrol to his side while reaching out to Noah, his voice a swift whisper in their thoughts.
Determined, the patrol members fanned out, darting into the trees like shadows in pursuit of Ivy. By the time Asher and Noah reached the edge of the woods, a tense stillness hung in the air, broken only by the rustling leaves. Ivy found herself encircled, the patrol stands firm in their positions, their eyes keen and ready, a silent testament to the unity of their cause.
“Give her some space! Don’t get too close!
