Chapter 149 - The Camp (5) (2/2)
”Alright, guys, do not argue now. It's not the...”
”Everyone, look over there!”
Before Morgan could finish his sentence, Jeremy's voice suddenly resounded out, causing the latter to stop in tracks.
Morgan and everyone else hurriedly looked in the direction where Jeremy was pointing his finger at.
”Hmm...?”
”What?”
”That is...”
”Shit!”
To everyone's surprise, they saw a black smoking flare lightening up high in the sky in the direction of the temperate forest.
'Black signal means...'
Morgan thought to himself momentarily before mumbling one word,
”Wolves...”
Followed closely by other people's panicked voices,
”It's one wolfpack or more.”
”Damn it! Why this time?”
”Morgan...”
Upon hearing someone calling his name, Morgan finally came back to his senses before giving out an order to his teammates,
”We will cross the creek!”
”What about Jessy?” asked Kurt with a worried expression plastered on his face.
Shaking his head slightly, Morgan replied,
”We can only pray for her safety. Now, we have to survive this shit and arrive back at our camp first.”
After saying those somewhat harsh words, Morgan said aloud to the group,
”Let's go!”
Simultaneously, Morgan started marching into the creek with the water level almost reaching his chest, followed closely by other people within the team.
Meanwhile, Jeremy, who still hadn't moved an inch from the spot, commanded inwardly,
'[Third Eye]'
Soon, the sight before Jeremy suddenly warped as the view before him had changed.
Right now, it depicted the scene almost one kilometer away from him...
There, Jeremy swept his eyes past some trees and looked at the gaps among them. Not long after, he finally spotted many wolves rushing in his direction at a breakneck speed as if they knew about the 'sumptuous meals' awaiting them here.
After sweeping his eyes for a few more seconds, Jeremy finally saw something...
It was a muscular, tall creature, too tall to be considered a wolf. Its mouth was long, protruding out from its skill, akin to a dog's mouth. Behind its body, a one-meter sturdy, brown tail extending out from the buttocks like a dog's furless tail.
The dog-humanoid creature stood at two meters tall on two thick, strong legs, sprinting alongside the wolves at a fast speed.
It wore full-body leather armor, covering only its body part, exposing its long arms and legs. A great sword was held within its right hand, yet the creature carried it like an ordinary stick.
'A Gnoll... So, it is a hunting squad of the wolf tribe...'
”Tommy! What are you standing there for? Hurry up!”
As Jeremy was thinking to himself, Morgan's voice was suddenly heard from a dozen meters behind him.
Upon hearing so, Jeremy dismissed Third Eye and turned towards the source of the voice before replying aloud,
”Alright! I'm coming!”
Having said so, Jeremy also started crossing the creek like others.