Running across the forest, Arad looked behind him, "Can you keep up?"
"No problems," Lydia replied. Even in her heavy-plate armor, she could still run for a long while.
"I don't think I have a problem," Jack replied, a drop of sweat trailing across his slowly paling face.
Aella and Eris didn't seem to have a problem, and Zephyr was chilling out on his head. Nina was the last thing he worried about. He would get exhausted before her.
CRACKLE! As they ran, the ground started violently shaking. "An earthquake?" Aella gasped.
"No, it's the great one!" Nina shouted as the ground cracked, a foul gust of blood stench rushed out.
"The hell is this?" Jack muffled his mouth with his arm, "It's foul!"
"Blood!" Lydia growled, "That thing must be injured." She immediately assumed it was the tarrasque's blood.
"It can't be the great one. With her regenerative ability, she won't bleed for long," Nina added.
