Within the tranquil and gloomy underground river tunnels.
At some point, two bats flew in succession, the latter quickly catching up with the one in front, screeching in mid-air as it began frantically attacking the other. The scene filled with the splattering of blood in no time.
The other bat, in pain, hastily dodged upwards and collided with the top of the rock wall. Its sharp wings grazed the rock above, causing layers of rocks to fall. The pursuing bat deftly sliced those falling rocks into shards with its claws, but the dust and debris also hindered its movements.
Taking advantage of the situation, the injured bat above quickly escaped, clumsily flying towards the deeper parts of the river tunnel.
After some struggles, the pursuing bat freed itself from the debris and swiftly flew after its prey in the direction it vanished.
Following the chase, soon, the dried underground river tunnel came to an end.
The bat landed and morphed back to its original appearance; it was May.
