“Have to save Gus. Have to save Gus. Have to save Gus.” It took Fox a moment to realize that he was picking up on Edward’s thoughts. The channel was open, which meant he could now communicate with the older man. Which meant—

Fox focused and fixed on Bertilak’s position, his consciousness a presence in Fox’s mind, easy to pick out in the barren wasteland. The only other person close by was Edward, his thoughts sputtering and sparking but holding together. Beyond, Fox picked up on other, smaller, slighter minds, a sort of background hum of the desert creatures sheltering from the storm under the sand, in hidden crevices and natural hollows in the rock. Farther out, Fox felt the faint suggestion of other people, that tiny, phantom connection with Coco, Yatsuhashi, and Velvet was enough to urge him on.

“Edward! Listen, it’s Fox,” he sent.

“Fox?”

“I need your help. If I can’t see what Bertilak is doing, I can’t fight him.”

“The storm is pretty bad now. I can’t see more than two feet in front of me.”

That was good to know. If Bertilak couldn’t see Fox, either, they were more or less on even ground.

- RWBY: After the Fall, Chapter 13