Ethan's thoughts turned to the possibility of spies infiltrating their ranks, gathering intelligence, and setting up these rifts strategically. The realization sent a shiver down his spine, he knew very well that things shouldn't be like that.
"This has been too easy so far… strangely easy," Ethan thought while he was closing in on the rift. "Something smells fishy here."
Ethan stood still for a moment, his senses heightened as he scanned his surroundings, searching for any signs of the elusive enemy. He strained his ears, listening for the faintest of sounds, and concentrated his gaze, scouring every nook and cranny for any hints of movement. Yet, despite his best efforts, he found no trace of the unseen observers.