"Huff... huff..."
Brando led fifty people across Lake Ontario and over the border into Canada.
He headed north, following the signal emitted by the Spore.
At first, their signals moved slowly. Then they suddenly accelerated, swept past the Great Lakes Region, and crossed the border into Canada.
Caught off guard, Brando's group immediately crossed the border after them.
"Interesting. They've suddenly picked up speed."
"Two hundred and eighty kilometers in eight hours! Are they trying to shake us in one push?"
After two days of pursuit, Brando had worked out the rebels' pace: thirty to forty kilometers an hour, sustained for eight hours a day, followed by a long rest.
Burning Devotion Sentinels could manage that.
It was only ten meters a second. With their extraordinary endurance, Burning Devotion Sentinels could run at that pace for eight hours.
"They're mostly sentinels, with a few ordinary people. Hauling those deadweights along, this is probably their top marching speed."
"So why the sudden push at full speed?"
Brando studied the satellite map. Quebec Province held a hundred thousand lakes and marshes of every size, many of them small lakes without names.
He gauged the distance to the signal he sensed, then pointed to a small lake. "Lin Li and the others have all gathered here."
"They've stopped... Whose territory is this?"
Brandy said, "Nobody's. It's natural habitat. That lake doesn't even have a name. It's part of the Verendrye Wildlife Reserve."
Brando considered this. "Is it their destination? Let's get closer."
The targets stayed in the lake district for a day, and Brando thought they had reached their destination. But the next day, the rebels suddenly moved out again, heading farther north.
And so it went. They traveled, stopped, and rested in wildlife reserves and wilderness forests, while Brando's group followed from