After fighting the monsters a few times, Jake noticed that they always flew at the same altitude and at a certain angle. That made it easy to predict their attacks, and since they always attacked from the front, Jake could tell that he was heading in the right direction. The only issue was that he could only see the area when the flashes of lightning illuminated things. So, it was hard to tell where or when he could be ambushed by humans and monsters.
"I thought that finding people here would be easy, but…" Jake thought while looking around. "No one sane enough would make camps at such a desolate place where the rain never stops."
Scorching hot deserts, ice-cold snow mountains, now a land of never-ending storm… the worlds that Jake visited sure were crazy. Maybe that was why the monsters were getting so much stronger… the world they lived in required them to be that strong.
