“There are only four of them?” Sergei asked. “Yeah, only four,” Andrei said. The flash of lightning subsided, and the golden eyes were suspended in darkness. The predators were silent as they stared at the small group of men. A dozen more pairs of eyes suddenly blinked open throughout the compound. Ryan’s jaw fell open and he nearly dropped his rifle. Eli choked on his chewing tobacco. “…But I’ve been wrong before,” Andrei muttered.
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