'Huh?! What was that?!' Zukah thought as his eyes snapped open and Rion, who had just punched away the jackal-like three-horned kareth from existence, fell into his vision.
His body quivered as his eyes met Rion's and he mumbled in a shaky tone, "W-What are you d-doing here?"
Rion lowered his fist and stepped towards him.
Frightened, Zukah stepped back and fell on his butt while panic marred his face.
Rion heaved an annoyed sigh and muttered in an icy tone, "Stop acting like a wet cat. Tell me what the hell happened here?"
Zukah trembled under his biting voice and answered with quivering lips, "T-those bastards suddenly a-attacked us as if they were p-planning for it!"
'It's just as I thought,' he remarked inwardly and clenched his fist to the point his knuckles paled.
Even though Tarek's group was not as strong as Haria's group, they were not so weak as to fall so easily.
"Where's Tarek?"
Zukah bit his lip and pointed his finger to the right.
