Crack, whoosh!
The jungle shook with the thunderous sound, a sign of approaching danger.
Ambrose and Moriarty jumped over the dense foliage, their hearts pounding with adrenaline.
"Run!"
Moriarty screamed in panic as he could sense the danger closing in behind them. He could still sense that there was danger in front of them as well, but since it was not as bad as the one behind them, it was a better choice of the two.
"Haah, haah!"
Ambrose breathed heavily and leaped over the fallen trunks like a gazelle fleeing from a predator.
At that moment, the trees behind them turned into ashes and collapsed to the ground, leaving behind a trail of destruction.
Black smoke moved across the jungle like a shadow of death, turning everything into ash and nothingness.
It was following behind them like a relentless force of destruction.
"How far left?!"
