Turning her gaze towards Jainus, Arya began to speak, but paused, as if she had heard something. Her face seemed to drain of color. "It can't be." she muttered, her eyes seemingly staring into space. The temperature dropped by 50 degrees, ice beginning to climb up the walls, all the while hunting horns started to sound. The Wild Hunt was coming. "Everyone board the ship now! We need to move!" She ordered, sprinting up the ramp that led into the ship and towards the cockpit. Why was the Wild Hunt here? Surely they knew Idris would be able to hold them off. But it would be a long and bloody battle, during which they wouldn't be able to send out reinforcements to the team should they need it. "They knew." She said to herself. "Somebody talked, and now they know we are coming." They had to get into the air and outside the base as soon as possible, before Idris's defenses were brought up. After that they could figure out their next move.