At this very moment, their camp was one of the most outlying. This distance had been a precaution against the three factions, but now it might spell their doom.
Jake had no time for hesitation. If they just stood there, they would be the first to suffer the wrath of this huge horde. If these highly evolved Digestors caught up with them, even he doubted he could protect himself. Let alone taking care of these refugees...
It went without saying that if they didn't get the hell out of there, the most optimistic amount of survivors after their arrival would be counted on the fingers of one hand.
Perhaps it was because animals have keener senses than humans, but the felines' fur bristled in unison as their usually placid gaze turned westward. Mufasa and Shere Khan were no exception, and they subconsciously snarled westward in warning.
