>WHAP!!!<
A hot slap landed on Daniel's face. The stinging sensation of Tasha's palm resonating with his face jolted Daniel back to the realm of reality.
"Daniel! Snap out of it! They're coming! The Hobs are coming!" Tasha yelled.
The fog of grief that hung above Daniel slowly lifted and he finally regained his senses. Seeing Tasha's desperate eyes, as well as the scared expressions of his teammates, there was only one thing that came to his mind.
With the tremors and the noise of an unimaginable amount of monsters, the only choice available for the group was… to flee!
"Retreat, everyone! Run!!!" Daniel yelled.
This jolted everyone from their frightened states, and their wobbly legs began working again. The order of the leader is absolute, this was one of the basics every Camp member knew.
Daniel's words resonated within their souls, making them instinctively take to their heels.
