He sat there enjoying the pleasant sound of the water and thinking about nothing in particular.  Until he noticed a ripple in the pool.  He stared, following the small wave as it grew and dispersed.  Then another ripple formed.  Allistor thought he’d felt a vibration.  Alarms began to go off in his head.  A moment later, a third ripple.  Larger this time.  And he’d definitely felt a tremor in the stone beneath him.

Jumping to his feet, he began to shout, “Up!  Get up!  I think the titan’s back!  Everybody up!  Get some weapons!”

He was running toward the line of sleeping quarters when the proximity alarms started going off.  The sound was a deep gong, pitched low enough to vibrate the stone beneath his feet.  The sound was loud enough to hurt his ears, which he covered with his hands as he dashed toward his quarters.  He’d left both his pack and his spear in his room.

Inside his little abode, the sound was only slightly less deafening.  He spun around, looking for his gear and snatching it up.  Then he opened his interface and shouted, “How do you turn off that damn alarm?”

Instantly a defense management screen popped up.  There was an alarm button flashing bright red every second or so.  He focused on that, and several options came up.  The first was to cancel the alarm.  The second was to silence it, but leave it active.  He chose that option when he noticed a sort of rough map of the area above with a range meter running on both the x and y-axis, to a classic radar readout.  It showed a red dot moving toward the south through the town.  It wasn’t moving directly toward them but would pass by too close for comfort.

As the annoying gong faded to silence, he heard the others calling out to each other.  He jogged outside and motioned for everyone to gather at the table.   Each of them, except Chloe, held some kind of weapon.

By this time they’d all felt the vibration of the titan’s footsteps and had no doubt what they meant.  Allistor tried to share his sensor monitoring screen with the group, and he found he could do so just by focusing on an individual and thinking ‘share screen’.   When he’d included them all, they grew silent as they watched the dot move in their general direction.

Dust trickled down from the ceiling above as the six-story-tall monstrosity drew closer.  Allistor took comfort in the fact that it seemed to be moving in a straight line, rather than a meandering pattern that might mean it was following their scent or tracking them somehow.