Even as the narrow structure of the hole created by the Draconic Centipedes proved difficult to scale, Alex refused to give in to the dreaded feeling of claustrophobia rising within, instead pushing forward with renewed resolve.
It took time but soon, his climb paused as the hole came to an end.
As was the way with the tamed Draconic Centipedes, as long as a sufficient amount of blood was provided, they would accept requests from the person who offered them blood, dispersing once the task was completed.
Known to be ardent diggers amongst Mutants, the only thing they couldn't eat through was Quillion which meant that the wall Alex was currently staring at was made from such substance or at the very least, was partly composed of it.
Taking a deep breath, Alex took out one of his tonfas and felt its handle for a bit before finding his finger pressed upon a button installed on it.
