The forest was oddly quiet as he ran through it. He was running at a light pace. But as he ran he noticed the forest was getting quieter. Then he finally had to skid to a stop as he looked around at the trees.
He pulled out his knife as he switched to a fighting stance. A moment later several figures began moving out from behind trees. Jace relaxed a bit as he looked over their camouflage clothes and the improvised weapons they had.
"You are that foreigner." The one in the lead pointed out with a grunt. "We have a-"
"Pass." Jace told them before sighing and walking past. One of them reached up to grab him. But Jace just sliced through his arm and continued walking.
"Aaaargghh!" The man began screaming.
Another one growled. "Screw this! Shoot this bastard!" They called out but Jace dove to the side as a bunch of orange spikes came down from the trees above and slammed into the ground where he was standing before.
