*TAP!*
*TAP!*
*TAP!*
...
They ran over the dark sandy ground. Each of their footsteps made a low sound as they were muffled by the sand. Grains of sand were thrown into the air behind their steps.
The roars of the Lesser Cerberuses who were busy searching for prey sounded in the air every few minutes. They are like security guards who report to each other at regular intervals.
'If that's true, it won't be long until they find us.'
Clyde looked around him with wary eyes. Who knows if suddenly a three-headed dog appears from behind the dark shadows lurking around them?
But Clyde wasn't the only one who understood they had to exert caution. All the party members also looked around them.
Every step they took was filled with rising fear and anxiety. The task they have to do is so dangerous.
