As Zell closed the distance, he could see finally who it was. Stryfe! That bastard had...

Anger burned in him, but Zell knew he shouldn't charge forward. Charging forward had cost him a lot before. As much as it burned him, Zell decided to wait. He maneuvered behind the trees and tried to get to a spot behind Stryfe so Rachel could see he was there. He was ready in case the guy could somehow sense he was there.