Kyle clenched his jaw as pain shot through his leg with every step.
The health potion had sealed the Vorthal's claw marks.
But the muscles underneath still burned like fire.
He forced himself to keep moving ignoring the way his ribs protested each breath.
They couldn't afford to stop now.
The forest around them had grown eerily quiet.
Twisted trees with gnarled branches loomed overhead. Their leaves rustling in some unseen breeze.
Patches of unnatural mist curled between the trunks. Making the path ahead unclear.
Every now and then. A distant screech echoed through the trees.
Some monster they couldn't see, but definitely didn't want to meet.
Sylvie stumbled along beside him. Her blue hair plastered to her sweaty forehead.
The wand in her hands trembled slightly. But her eyes remained sharp, constantly scanning their surroundings.
Up ahead, Orion moved like a tank through the undergrowth. His massive warhammer resting on one broad shoulder.
