Michael rummaged through his pockets with a worried expression, searching for the tube he uses to collect blood. Normally, he always carries it with him, but this time it seemed to be missing.
"Darn it, where is it? I can't let this blood go to waste; I need it," he complained, placing his bloodied hand on his hair and ruffling it.
A Tensikat's spike came flying toward him from behind—about four of them. Zion jumped to his back and unleashed its blood claw, slicing the spikes into pieces. The red claw continued its path, decapitating the Tensikat in one swift motion.
Michael turned around, a wide smile spreading across his face as he patted Zion. He knelt down and said, "Good boy, now let's clear the rest."
The two instantly dashed towards the rest. Michael used his fists to shatter their skulls while Zion employed its deadly red claw.
