"Follow me!"
Mu Zi Xing led the way. Being the person most familiar with the Toxic Marshes, she knew the place well enough to sound out the safest route. Stepping into a worn trail, she guided us into the trees and allowed us to disappear from view. Behind us, I could still hear the vicious din as the crocodile king and his smaller brethren continued to clash against the Black Venom Cultists.
The enemy was still fighting against the horde of stronger spirit beasts with a defiance that was almost admirable. Given the power of the commander-ranked crocodile king, I wouldn't be surprised if he was able to exterminate the Black Venom Cult before my little group brought the main force here.
Best to leave the cult to them then. For now, I focused on getting the hell out of here.
