Trevor and his two partners were shocked, but became very aware of their predicament.
"Trevor, do we retreat?"
"There's no point. The person in front of us is strong… If we give up our position, we'll be tracked down like dogs since that thing can fly… Plus, the terrain we're currently in isn't bad"
They were currently in a small, clear part of the forest where the vegetation wasn't too dense, allowing them to move unhindered.
Alma and Derrick jumped down from Io's back and arrived face to face with the opposing group.
"I see you've been tracking my friend for a while…"
Derrick's aura started seeping out, chilling the surrounding air.
Alma, who was next to him, began to shiver as the sense of dread began to invade every cell of her body. The only description she managed to associate with it was imminent death.
The three men also felt the chilling wave, although not affecting Trevor, who even decided to advance towards its source.
