"Ahhhhhh!" Just as Michael was dashing towards a small cave, a bunch of Netherels was feasting on a group of youngsters in the distance. Their shrikes sent a chill running through many spines who saw this scene. Michael ignored this and dashed straight into the cave wasting no time.
However before he completely dashes into the cave, he saw a familiar ice spike penetrating through the Netherels saving some of the youngsters from being the appetizer for the Netherels.
The cave was small and had just enough room for him. Yet, this small cave was a sanctuary and a calm place to stay safe. Michael sat on the ground and because of his full black clothes, he merged with the cave's darkness and one could not see him in the cave.
"This is mine!" When he was just about to open the system storage and count the herbs he collected, he saw a rogue cultivator rushing towards the cave.
