Where Is The Black Ant Hill In Grounded Novels & Stories

He had heard everything. Emma looked at the people around her. Her allies. Her family. This wasn’t just another battle. It was the beginning of the end. And she would meet it head-on. .... The mountains groaned with age as the wind rushed through the canyons, whispering secrets of an ancient place forgotten by most. Emma stood at the edge of the decaying cliffside, the scent of ash and scorched soil lingering in the air. Before her, nestled in the broken earth like a festering wound, lay the remnants of Black Hollow.

We neared the edge of the forest. - There were several hills around a large meadow. Small rises peaked up, covered in tall grasses and wild flowers. At the base of one of the rises was a broken tree stump. I dropped low, into the grass as the tiger looked around. He reached down and pulled the stump at the base. It came out of the ground like a hinged hatch. They’d said the ex-leaders and their minions had gone underground, I almost laughed at it being literal. I watched as the stump went back in place. I finally had them after months of searching.

The ground below us completely crumbled, but it’s a good thing that it didn’t extend. If the path that we took collapsed as well, there’s a possibility that it will reach camp and the people will not be prepared to evacuate. We examined the platform and the lower part of it was still stuck to the ground, so we couldn’t see the whole thing. It’s like there was an underground facility near the cliff.

He smiles down at me, "You'll see. And he's right, y'all will love it." As we continue to the back of the neighborhood we come to a wooded area with a wide dirt road. Ant continues down the long, dark road. It's almost unsettling. I can see another clearing starting to form in front of us. Ant slows down and continues through and parks to the right of the road. We get out of the truck and step onto white sand, and just beyond that is a long body of water. "What is this?" I ask. I've lived in this area all my life and I never knew this existed.

We left the private airstrip and headed into the northern countryside, and the landscape quickly changed, from open stretches of winter-bitten fields to jagged mountain silhouettes in the distance. Leaning back, I watched the world pass by the window. But I didn’t let myself relax. "Stop when we reach the black sight," I instructed the driver without lifting my gaze. “I want to see it.” He gave a wordless nod and kept driving. The black sight was a strip of unclaimed territory that existed before the Martinez territory, and it was where the Di Corvo heir fell.

Unknown sender. I open it. A photo. High-resolution. Time-stamped five minutes ago. Morrison Estate. Southern Plateau. A freshly dug trench cuts through the snow and frozen earth. Deep. Wide. In the shape of a cross. The caption reads: FOUND YOUR FOUNDATION, ISLA. IT'S DEEPER THAN YOU THINK. My blood goes cold. Someone is already on the island. Already breaking ground. The Black Swan hasn't just been watching the migration. He's been preparing for it.

“That he’s preparing something bigger, this wasn’t just about weakening us, it’s about gearing up for something else. We followed a few leads, intercepts, scout reports and drone footage. It all pointed to one conclusion.” “Which is?” The officer hesitated. “He’s setting up base near the old Jade Mines. Remember the place?” Jace’s eyes narrowed, and he thought for a second. “The abandoned parts, north of Greystone Hill?” “Yes, sir. Our scouts saw unfamiliar movement there and they weren't animals. They were humans, and the big problem is that we didn’t see Blackwood himself. Just armed guards and what looks like early fortification work.” Jace’s throat felt dry. “He’s building something.”

--- 9:26 AM – Foundation Mobile Outpost, Hilltop Overlook Tents billowed in rhythmic gusts. Solar panels flickered under the rising sun. Elira sat on a plastic stool, recording the log on food dispersal while Caelan tested signals for the temporary cell tower. "Logistics are clearer than yesterday," she said, scanning the drone footage. "But Community Site 4's still cut off." "Helicopter's grounded," he answered. "So we boat." She stared up. "You sure?" He tuned the frequency. "We've done worse in worse weather."

Nevertheless, I just wanted this to be done so that I could rest for the night and pick up my mate tomorrow morning. We were a team of eleven, myself included and we were at the base of Maelstorm Hill to investigate the ground and search for any tracks we could find. In the first place, it was the Phantom's territory that was abandoned in ruins so there was a possibility that Amelia came back here and made it a hideout.

Then, the torch flickered again. This time, the Black Hawk also noticed. Whoosh... The next moment, they were both stunned. It was not the torch that was shaking, but the ground beneath their feet. “Oh no! There’s something coming from underground!” Andrius and the Black Hawk exchanged a glance and rushed out of the tent. “Come out quickly!” Andrius shouted, “There’s something underground. It feels like something big!” The shout immediately woke everyone up in the silent night. Wade and Kate immediately came out with the Medicine Sect members.