"Get in the cart."

Later on, Alastor will apologize for commanding her, but right now there was no time to explain. He turned his body to face the same direction as his head, summoning his microphone and narrowing his eyes.

The creature he'd been aurally tracking picked up the pace, having realized that it'd been "spotted". Stones fell to the ground as its claws tore into the stone as it loped forward...from above.