"You know what really bothers me? Was that monster there on purpose or was it just some really hardcore coincidence? How fast are the normal great moles?"
Soon after dusk when the three people were sitting by the fire that Zoemi set up after they found a suitable area with materials that could be used for setting up a makeshift camp.
"...I wish to have problems like you..."
Alan looked up at him with an accusatory look and scoffed.
"And the great moles' aren't very fast. There was one crazy leader of the Lion's Pride sect who actually did some research in that regard and found out that they can keep up with an average human leisurely walking speed."
He might have been angry, but the young man ended up answering the question to the utmost of his knowledge.
"Then as long as it wasn't teleported in, it must have been in the area. That's more disturbing... was my movement predicted or... or are there more beasts like that just hanging around?"
