By morning, they were already on their way.
Bang!
A loud sound rang across the forest as Daemon stood up slowly.
"Got the last one," Daemon spoke, taking deep breaths as he looked around.
Corpses of rat-like creatures were scattered across the ground, their numbers reaching into the hundreds.
Unlike the previous day, where they were barely attacked, now, having passed the periphery, they were in the main forest where danger lurked at every corner.
"Come on, we have to keep moving," Vanin said as he removed a sword stabbed into one of the creatures.
The team resumed their movement, navigating through the dangerous forest. This wasn't the first time today they had been ambushed by creatures like this.
This made it the fourth attack just this morning.
At the side, Lucien's eyes were cold. He didn't know why, but each kill, each attack, was like a signal to his system.
He couldn't help but wonder if the potion he took back then against the Elite Zombie was still working.
