Drake spun around to check his flank, blaster drawn. He looked down at the snow, seeing if he saw any of the telltale signs of cloaking, like footsteps, but the snow was coming down too hard for him to tell. “Stay put, I’m on my way!” He shouted out, as he sprinted towards Caroline’s general position. Drake would recognize her, but he wouldn’t be able to see the cloaked spec-ops soldier while running.