*crunch *crunch *crunch
The group kept running through the dark forest, staying close behind Biyo, who followed right behind Garan.
*Shriek!
The sounds of the beasts—shrieking and growling—were still close behind them. Their footsteps crashed through the underbrush, fast and loud. Everyone ran as fast as they could, hearts pounding with urgency.
"Where are we even going!?" Verhedyn shouted, his voice breaking through the noise around them.
"Just trust the Drakkar!" Verkaryon yelled back, throwing a quick thumbs-up and flashing a grin, still calm even with danger right behind them.
They kept running until the forest suddenly opened into a large cliff. Across the gap was more land, a flat edge that looked just close enough to jump across—if the person uses their eidra or is somewhat strong enough.
Garan, who was far ahead, growled as he stopped at the edge. He crouched low,
*BANG!
