The Pronged Fiend raced through the Wilds. It had lived in these forests for most of its life, and it knew them by heart. Now, as an Undead, it didn't feel fatigue or exhaustion. It moved at a pace that its former living self could never have achieved, nor would have ever been capable of peting with.
Spike carried the TNT and Dave on top of its broad back with ease. Even with their heavy armor, weapons and accessories, it proved a little hindrance to the magnificent stag.
"How long?" Flanker asked.
"Not yet, it's only been half a day. Tengu, you see anything?" Dave shouted.
The flying Heavenly Dog replied in a rasping voice, "Ahead is nothing but death! Your Undead have wreaked havoc in this area of the Wild." the Tengu spoke, a sliver of pride in his tone.
"Yeah, the boyz are damn badass! Still, we need to be ready for anything. Keep your eyes peeled for any trouble."
The Tengu grunted acknowledgement and increased his speed. His wings blowing gales as they flapped, propelling the red-nosed creature to sonic speeds.
Dave led Spike by the horns, his task was to secure the safety of Xix and his rades. They were Dave's people since the moment they had set foot at Urburg. They had bee his and Dave had a terrible temper when someone tried to take what was rightfully his.
"Bro Skelly, what do you think we're gonna do when we meet an army of thousands. I mean I don't mind fighting but those Qin soldiers…" Fortress didn't finish his words.
It was true, the Qin soldiers were a tough bunch to deal with, not to mention the Elite Forces that even Dave himself couldn't fight. Only Jeffery with his super Mecha-Unit had managed to force them to retreat.
"I'll handle them. I've kinda improved since the last time. But if it's too serious, I'll call my entire Undead army upon their ass. No matter how tough they are, facing a hundred thousand Undead at once is bound to make them slip. Giving us the chance to extract Xix and the rest of his group." Dave said.
"Finishing in murky waters," Flanker said.
"I think you got the proverb wrong, but kinda, yes," Dave replied.
The stag raced through the forest eagerly. Dave kept stroking his fur as he moved. Though now Undead, the appearance of Spike hadn't changed much. He still had a soft pelt and could still feel Dave's hands ruffling his fur. It made Spike move even faster.
A few Were-Tigers decided that Dave's party was a good prey. They were soon convinced otherwise as Dave blasted two of them with Infernal Spectral Skulls, sending the Were-Tigers to an early, grim and scorching death.
The remaining members of the pack decided to retreat, a wise decision that only cost them two of their members.
The attacks on Dave's group declined to null from then on. The Wild could sense the danger one presented as they moved through it, and so could its populace. From then on, Dave's group was left alone. But this didn't mean that they were safe, Dave knew all too well that there was an angry Black Dragon waiting for the chance to pounce on them. However, for the life of Dave, he had yet to understand why the Black Dragon hadn't attacked them yet.
They still had the Stench of the Weak debuff on, so they were tagged as prey by the Wilds themselves. Yet the ultimate predator of the area had yet to decide to go hunt them. Dave didn't know what reason kept the dragon from hunting them, but for now, he was thankful for it.
The party spent a few more hours of moving until the Tengu came down and stopped them.
"Fires, my lord. There is a camp nearby, and your people are there. Most of them," the Tengu said grimly.
"What do you mean, most of them?" Dave asked.
"There were corpses. Corpses of men, women and children. The Qin Army used them and discarded them. A typical act of war, yet it still sickens me to see children so young deprived of their lives for the glee of others."
"How many?" Dave asked
"The victims, I counted seven," the Tengu replied.
"No, I meant, how many soldiers of the Qin Army are there," Dave spoke through gritted teeth.
"Numerous, but nothing we can't handle."
"The Elite Forces?" Dave asked.
"None were present," the Tengu shook his head.
"Very well, let's go then," Dave said and hopped down from Spike.
He patted the Fiend and said, "Spike, thanks for the ride. Stay here, I'll need you for the ride back. Things are about to get messy."
The Fiend neighed in protest. "He wishes to fight alongside you my lord
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