"It seems Mark wasn't quite prepared for that move!" John muttered to himself, his breath hitching only slightly despite the fast pace.
He had been running at his absolute highest speed for four hours straight. Starting from the far western edge of the first den's territory, he had crossed the entire expanse before lunging headlong into the fog.
Based on his calculations and checking the map, the Bulltors were currently marching towards the remaining Hiveminds in the adjacent territory to the east. To reach them, he simply needed to maintain his heading, pierce the veil of the fog, and emerge into the battlezone.
John estimated it would take two more hours at most to arrive at the Bulltors' location. Zooming in on his map, he could see the Bulltors struggling to walk through a dense field of traps left behind by the Hiveminds.
