"This way!" Wesleynard shouted behind him as he led his party up, "Where are these tremors coming from?" Ethan shouted as they struggled to keep their balance.
Suddenly, the ground beneath them shifted violently, sending them tumbling down a steep incline. They rolled and skidded, trees snapping and falling around them.
Ethan cried out in pain as he landed hard on a jagged rock, cutting his arm. Ethan groaned out in pain as it seared up his arm, "Shit!" he cried clinging to the rock face.
"Ethan!" Wesleynard turned his head in Ethan's direction, concern etched on his face. "Ethan, are you alright?"
"Fuck!" Ethan cried, trying to push himself up from the ground. His arm was throbbing, and blood trickled down his skin. "Hey! Hey..." Wesleynard guided his friend down, "Come on you're stronger than that, let's come over here." Wesleynard guided his friend over to a nearby
tree, its thick trunk provided a sturdy support.
