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-The Next Day—
The group got moving again at dawn and a few hours later, they were pulling through a considerably narrow path.
Jonas' eyes darted around on high alert. The mountain was a treacherous terrain and was home to creatures that had adapted to it. They'd have the Home-ground advantage and any lapse in vigilance could be costly.
Of course, the possible animal attacks were the least of Jonas' worries. More important were the people who had subjugated the Mountainous wildlife and 'ruled' within the peaks.
"There they are," Al said suddenly and Jonas looked forward to see about five men standing many feet away from them.
"My, you never get used to seeing their ugly mugs, do you?" Eli said with a smile playing at his lips while his hand stroked the handle of his weapon that he had hidden away under a tarp.
"'Ugly mug' from you is rich, Eli," Al said with a chuckle,
"Have you seen your face?"
