She knows she's getting close when the aura starts prickling at the back of her mind, trying to drag those memories back up again and send her to her knees. But no, not this time, she can't afford to let that happen right now.

(She's dreamed about that shit almost every night for months, it should not be this debilitating.)

She knows she's really close when she catches motion above her eyeline up ahead, and looks up to see Ange, up in a tree. The closer she gets, the stronger the aura presses down on the back of her mind, but she keeps going, until she's at the foot of the tree Ange is up. Right by the damn Nightrenders.

Right. This is fine. Cammie hefts her sword up, and shouts, "Hey! Back here!"

Maybe if they're distracted it'll give Ange time to do something, then they can figure out how to actually bail the fuck out of here.