They heard a chilling yell.

  It was a roar of rage that tore the earth apart.

  The beast knew that its territory had been trampled.

  Rasula shuddered with a shiver.

  He looked at his best friend beside him and saw that his face was also pale.

  They found him.

  There were no words between them.

  They just ran forward as fast as they could all at once. It didn't matter if the ground was bumpy with protruding branches and tree roots.

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  Run!

  Run away!

  Before that angry Lord shredded them both with his long claws.

  Running through the dense forest, Rasula thinks.

  Why is he guarding this place so desperately?

  What is beyond this forest?

  The trees are falling down as well, the incarnation of wrath is chasing us.

  'Rasula, fire!'

  I hear my best friend yell.

  'We don't have time for this!'

  'If we don't do something, we'll both be killed! Quickly!'

  Rasula turns to throw the flint he had in his pocket...

  He froze.

  Further in from his best friend.

  Between the trees.

  The ferocious smile he saw.

  .....I find you.