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I sighed and looked back to the camp. A thought struck me. "We should set a fire it in. The flames will be seen for miles from up here."

"And draw other Grimm as well…"

"If the area were swarming with them, we'd have known about it. We didn't see any while we were camping."

Blake hummed but didn't argue. Instead, she turned away from me and towards the camp. There was already some wood there, us having set up a tent and a small pile of it the better to trick the creature. There was even a bedroll with some rocks in it that didn't really look like a person, but might have fooled someone looking down from several hundred metres in the sky. "It's not a bad idea," she whispered dejectedly. "Fine, wait here."

"Wait, what?" My eyes widened and I tried to grab her, but Blake was already gone – darting across the open expanse between our position and the camp.