Abomination stood up, his body still buzzing with the residual energy from the Beta Box. He looked up at the sky, the morning light filtering through the canopy of trees. The fresh air helped clear his mind, though the wounds from his previous battle still ached faintly, a reminder of his encounter with Lucas. He knew he couldn't linger long; the remnants of the pod needed to be disposed of to avoid detection.
"I need to cover my tracks," he muttered to himself, stretching his massive limbs. "I can't have anyone discovering the pod." He began walking towards the crash site, his steps heavy and purposeful.
The forest was quiet, the only sounds being the rustle of leaves and the occasional chirping of birds. As he approached the clearing where the pod had landed, Abomination felt a twinge of unease. He knew that his enemies would be vigilant, especially after the intense battle that had just occurred.
