*Baam*
This was the last sound Cabrera heard.
It was the sound of a large boulder falling into the ground in front of the cave he had hurriedly ran into when the giant snake came out of the mountain.
"Haah…Haah…Haah"
Cabrera's chest heaved high and low as he laid on the ground to recuperate.
He was exhausted from jumping along so many trees while moving in weird angles to dodge the attacks from behind, and then running until he met up with Fredrick, oh the running!
His instinct warned of fatal strikes that could lead to imminent death while baiting Motavu. And while he was successful in doing so and also escaped imminent death, he certainly didn't get away scot free.
Cabrera slowly regained his breath as he noticed his rate of healing had increased, before placing his hands on his armor, which now had a bleeding cut on the left side of his stomach, and moved to sit up.
