Before Erel and her group began to cross the sands, they'd see one of the gnolls take a club and slam it down on the ground three times. Then they began retreating into town<em>quickly</em>, not even bothering to look back as they left behind what looked like a redhead on the ground. And as they were halfway across, Phyrreth cursed and pointed off to the west. "That doesn't look good!"<br/><br/>The ground was rippling as something dug through the sands, arrowing directly toward the woman staked down, and it was going to get there within moments of them if they kept moving at the same speed!