"Sh*t," Blake muttered and exhaled. He looked so upset at the moment.
'Why the f*ck Jake forbade me to just kill these snakes and split their stomachs? Sigh,' he thought. He was tasked to guard the still-alive snakes and the 3 dead men. They indeed had been brought quite far away from the place where The Saviors rested.
The snakes still couldn't make too much movement, but compared to how limited their movements were yesterday, it had got better for them now.
'They started to be able to make a little movement, if we keep having this unnecessary waiting, the humans in their stomachs will be completely eaten and shattered, plus these three men will start to rot soon enough. I swear I hate Jake's mind and decision so much,' he continued. Blake was standing above a branch of a tree, he watched those snakes and dead bodies from above, he also couldn't stop protesting Jake's decision in his mind.
