In Bayam, inside the safe house near the Wave Church district.
Lorne was resting in a chair with his eyes closed when his eyelids suddenly twitched, jolting him out of his light doze.
A powerful, inexplicable surge of dread washed over his heart like an icy tide!
He instinctively sat upright and scanned his surroundings warily.
"Nothing unusual?!"
To Lorne's bewilderment, the Calamity Priest's passive ability to sense approaching calamity was unusually quiet. He could detect no specific disaster bearing down on him.
That meant Tracy had not come looking for them herself. They had not been directly exposed yet.
"Hey, Brando, your turn." Danitz yawned and stood up, ready for Lorne to take over the watch.
"No rush." Lorne waved a hand, signaling for him to sit down.
After a moment's thought, he took a penny coin from his pocket and balanced it on his thumb. "Let's play another round of coin toss," he told the puzzled Danitz.
"Huh?" Danitz was baffled by the sudden suggestion. "Why would we play that now?"
But at the sight of Lorne's unusually serious face, looking rather grim in the dim light, he somehow found himself agreeing.
"All right... I'll pick heads."
"Then I'll pick tails," Lorne said.
Clink!
With a faint metallic sound, the coin flew high into the air, tumbling and glinting faintly.
Both men kept their eyes fixed on its path.
Smack.
The coin fell, and Lorne caught it securely in his palm.
He slowly opened his hand... tails.
"No problems there." The Lucky One's ability still worked, but-
Lorne stared at the coin in his palm and murmured to himself,
"But why does it feel as though something's missing?"
Elsewhere.
After spending hours searching Bayam's shadows without finding anything, Tracy had no choice but to withdraw for the time