They wait in the dark for some time, only hearing distant fighting and loose rocks falling. But then the sound of footsteps and voices start to become clearer and more distinct. Atom remains crouched behind some rocks by Ilphyl, dead silent, his breath replication turned off.

"They must be trying to sneak around the battlefront! Hurry!" Someone is commanding the group of searching troopers to hurry. Boots pound on rock and echo down the tunnel.