SCURRY SCURRY SCURRY~
"Ah!"
Kyle Lewis shrieked, "What was that!"
A swarm of small red mice scurried past their feet. Zephyr Sterling and Faye Yardley casually dispatched the ones that tried to climb up their legs.
Less than twenty meters farther in, the environment grew dilapidated. Weeds ran rampant, and the road was no longer smooth.
Zephyr Sterling hacked away the weeds and small shrubs blocking their path with his sword, cleaving through many colorful little insects in the process.
"Ms. Chandler, Kyle, stay close. I'll take the rear."
CAW CAW~ CAW~ CAAW~
The cawing of crows sounded from overhead.
Although crows are considered a bad omen, the four below weren't affected. Even the weakest among them, Kyle Lewis, was holding up commendably.
They had no destination. This was exploration in its truest form—they simply went wherever the path was easiest.
It wasn't just the animals that looked mutated here; the plants were, too. Some would even attack people on sight.
