Crack! Crack! Crack!
Rusty gears and joints worked together, creating a grating and noisy clatter.
Countless clods of earth erupted from the ground, as a massive shadow suddenly burst forth with half its body!
Before Kris could get a clear look at what this monstrosity was, a severe sense of crisis gripped his heart.
Run!
Run fast!
Panic-stricken, Kris sprinted outward without looking back, not forgetting to shout to his bewildered companions:
"Get out of the way!"
"Don't block the path, hurry and notify Bay Territory!"
Once, Kris had failed to sound the alarm in time, resulting in his comrades suffering major casualties.
Now, Kris had etched this response into his heart; his first reaction upon encountering danger was to tell his teammates to run for their lives.
As for himself, escaping was his forte, a skill to save his life...
Whoosh! Whoosh!
No sooner had he spoken, than Kris felt a fierce gust of wind from behind.
