As Pinto tried to chase the night creature that talks, he notice the other creatures are unsettling to see him shaking, but then, it could be they are just pretending. He paused.
A blood poured out from his mouth. "W--what?" He looked down to see a hand poking out from his abdomen. Blood dripping on the ground, it was his blood.
"Your sister must be sad, if she knew that you are dead."
'This voice...it can not be--'
"Surprised?" Oxbler go to the front, which means Pinto is facing Oxbler.
So who is behind him?
"Separating the tribe units was not necessary, I already implied this before we made a move."
"Gotto?" Pinto with an unbearable betrayal that he felt from his chest made him say Gottos name loud.
Oxbler frowned. "Here he goes again with a loud noise. We should really silence him up."
