In the narrow and empty streets of Shadmot, the city of blood beasts, a group of people walked slowly, their feet moving with utmost caution not to cause any sound.
The group consisted of six people in total, with one male with wolf-like features taking the lead, while two woman and three more males walked before him.
Their attire and was filled with claw marks and bruises, but they also made sure that their skin wasn't damaged in any way, ensuring not a single drop of blood was spilled on the ground.
"....Are we going to be alright here?" one of the males asked, bear-like features adorning his body. "We've already lost three of our people."
"....We don't have any choice, do we?" one of the two females, with cat-like features, replied, her voice barely a whisper. "We were sent here as the scouting party. All we need to do is make a map of the area and get the hell out of here."
