After the group of three, plus a seven-year-old boy and a grumpy black snake backtracked from where they separated with their captain, they saw a land littered with small craters as if several bombs exploded at the same time.
At the center of it was their Captain, who was kneeling on the ground, with his Sabertooth Tiger standing guard beside him.
A slash wound could be seen on the side of his cheek, but aside from that superficial wound, he was mostly fine.
He also had other superficial wounds here and there, but for Tigerkins, this wasn't a big deal.
But, his condition was enough to alarm his subordinates, who thought that their Captain could easily subdue the Drow that he decided to fight on his own.
"Captain, are you alright?" the Vice Captain of the Scouting Party asked.
"Yes," The Captain, who went by the name, Dixon, replied. "Who is the boy, Armand?"
