''They're here.'' Zephyr's eyes darkened as fear gripped his heart like the sharp claws of a venomous spider.
His heart kept jumping like a ping pong, and he crawled back in utter fright with sweat drenching his back.
An explosion rang out, sending both Jerouch and Zephyr in different directions. Jerouch's head hit a flying brick, making him daze for a sec before regaining his thinking.
His figure then slammed into the swampy ground, soiling his robe. Pressing his feet against the wet ground, he propelled his body upwards, dashing off in no clear direction.
Blood oozed out from his forehead like a fountain, but his innate healing slowly took over as his skin closed up like an elastic gum.
''Um? Another rat?'' The voice again muttered in a curious and downplaying tone.
A high screech giggle resonated in the air, which made their skin tingle as though they were being pricked by sharp needles.
