---- 43.


    SECRET UNCOVERED NARRATOR There are good prey around here! Omar pointed to an area he remembered clearly.


    Tll go find the others! He made a move to leave the area, infested with Terrassome kind of underground predators.


    No, stay with us.


    The others will catch up soon, Omar gritted his teeth at Drakkarsmand.


    Who the fuck had made him the boss? That ego had gone to his head real fast...


    but today hed lose both the ego and his damn neck.


    He made sure to stay behind.


    Drakkar was leading the way, with another warrior in the middle.


    Alert and focused. But the worst part about the Terras was that you couldnt smell them since they hunted from underground, and by the time you saw one, chances were you were already dead.


    Omar had nearly been killed once when his group got lost in this area.


    Drakkar had a bad feeling.


    He sniffed the air deeply.


    ---- Even though his wolf wasnt fully present, every time he drank Lyras blood he felt stronger.


    T dont like this ce.


    Turn bac...


    AAGGRRR! The warriors roar behind him made him spin around in a sh, spear raised and ready to strike.


    But the man had fallen into a deep hole dug into the ground.


    When Drakkar looked over to help, a wave of stenchrotting corpses and damp earthhit him in the face.


    Bones, chunks of flesh, and torn skin covered the bottom of the pit. Help me, Drakkar, help me! The warrior was barely hanging on to some roots sticking out of the wall.


    Thats when they both realized it...


    Terras lived here, and Drakkar reached out to pull him up fast.


    If those slippery predators got wind of them, they were screwed.


    Omar slipped away, trying to hide behind some big leaves, watching with satisfaction as danger crept up behind Drakkars back.


    Acreature with a long worm-like body, covered in tiny legs, huge biting pincers, and a ck imprable shell on its back, rose into the air, ready tounch a surprise attack.


    ---- Every hair on the back of Drakkars neck stood on end.


    He knew he was a second away from death.


    When the agile Terra lunged to decapitate him, Drakkar didnt, hesitate.


    He turned around fast, grabbed the spear, and thrust it between those deadly pincers.


    With a furious hiss, the Terra charged at him. Its tiny blind eyes tracked the heat of its preys body.


    They fought, shed, wood splintered, the spear began to give.


    Drakkar flung the creature to the side with all his might, leaping back to avoid the pit where the warrior still clung to life.


    The Terra slithered toward him with insane speed, nearly impossible to dodge.


    Drakkar reached down and pulled the knife from his belt.


    The cold ck de shimmered, vibrating through the air, then.


    plunged into one of the beasts eyes.


    A piercing, hissing scream of pain echoed through the clearing.


    Drakkar didnt waste a second.


    While the creature recoiled, he dropped to the ground and rolled underneath its belly.