Escape was the sole thought racing through the minds of Team 6 members. As the horrendous screams of the Iron-Tailed Monkeys and the hissing of the Nocturnal Serpent reverberated through the forest, Kizaer and Ciona carried Shen, while Joane limped alongside them, enduring the escalating pain.
"Kz, what do we do now? That thing… the snake, that damn Mutant Beast—it won't be long before it decimates the monkeys and comes after us!" Joane spoke through gritted teeth, her pain intensifying with each step.
"I don't know, I don't know!" Kizaer replied, exasperated. The exhaustion from a night of pursuit and the anxiety of carrying a seriously injured companion were affecting Kizaer's usual brilliance.
"We'll figure it out. We'll make it," Ciona tried to reassure her companions as best she could.
