Danger bells rang in Mark's head, but something penetrated the creature's right eye before he could react. Noticing the dark gray shaft, Mark realized it was Lara's spear.
He understood what had just happened and quickly backed away from the Rift, but not before returning the drone case to his inventory. Thankfully none of the drones were deployed yet.
"We got company!" He shouted while equipping his rifle.
Lara's spear vanished and appeared in her hand. The dead creature slowly slipped out of the rift and fell into a puddle of its own murky red blood. A long silence followed as if to cast shade on Mark's judgment, but then something else emerged from the darkness behind the spatial hole.
A second primate, this one five times the size of the first. Roaring, it raised its large arms and started drumming its chest. The sound each strike made was that of a hammer hitting an iron surface, and the reason was clear to see.
