Eventually, they adapted.
Luneth, as expected, was the most efficient.
She barely needed to move. She would watch, step once, and catch a lizard with eerie precision.
Cassian, on the other hand—
"Well, that's four," he said cheerfully, holding up a squirming lizard. "Who knew they'd respond to food?"
Lindarion stared. "You just fed them?"
Cassian grinned. "I call it 'distract and snatch.'"
Luneth nodded in approval. "Simple, but effective."
Lindarion hated that it worked.
—
Five lizards down.
'Only one left.'
And, of course, it had to be the worst one.
Lindarion glared at the last lizard, which had somehow managed to get itself on top of a hanging shop sign.
It flicked its tail mockingly.
Cassian squinted. "I think it knows."
Luneth's voice was calm. "It is learning."
Lindarion exhaled sharply.
'No. Absolutely not.'
He refused to let a rift lizard outsmart them.
—
Cassian tried food again.
The lizard stared at him.
Then, in an act of pure defiance—
