In the darkness of the night, so figures could be seen moving around in the forest.
Like a group of deer, they ran with their hearts in their mouths, not waiting to look back as if escaping from a hungry tiger.
'Splash' The serene environnt was disturbed by the sound of them crossing a small river.
"Argh!" scread one of the mbers. The river's clean water turned a slight red around the area where the bandit was standing.
So beast had caught him; he was extrely unlucky.
At first, he was not worried, as he thought others would help him, but when he saw them running away even faster than before, he felt betrayed.
"Bastards," he said before removing his dagger and eliminating the plant-type beast.
He breathed heavily and started to walk away. He tried to run, but his situation was terrible.
"Shit" He clenched his hand and kept moving, leaving behind traces of blood in his trail.
The forest itself ca to life as multiple beasts started roaring.
He looked at the dense forest around him, covered in long vines tangled around the branches in weird curves.
As he was escaping, he felt the presence of multiple beasts around him; his scent had attracted them.
His heartbeat rose as he attacked them to scare them away, but even when he eliminated so of them, they pursued him like hungry wolves.
He fell as his other feet hit a rock as he tried to escape.
'Arghh,' he scread as his eyes beca moist. He looked at the crescent moon and closed his eyes.
He had lost all his hopes, but his eyes opened when he didn't feel anything.
A confused expression appeared on his face as he noticed that the beasts didn't dare co close to him.
When he felt his chances of survival, the cold presence behind him sent shivers down his spine.
His body froze, unable to move, as his eyes fell on the young face that had a devilish smile on its face and was staring at him.
"Please leave ; I will tell you the location of others," he begged, joining his hands in the hope that he could escape by convincing this person.
They had already betrayed him, and he felt nothing for them. As he considered sacrificing them for himself, he felt a slight pain in his neck.
His eyes nearly peeled out as he looked at the boy holding him by the neck. He tilted his head with a smirk on his face.
"Argh" The next mont, the bandit felt like multiple nails were inserted inside his brain at once; this only increased with ti.
He tried to struggle, but it was as if he had lost control of his body; he could not lift even a finger.
Black tears flooded out of his eyes as his body shook as if every ounce of life was sucked from it.
'Thud' He fell as his body loosened.
The figure disappeared, leaving him behind to satisfy the hunger of the beasts waiting with their mouths drolling in saliva.
'Grrr' They pounced on him and tore apart his body into pieces, each one extending its jaws to the fullest before taking a bite, wanting to get the biggest piece in the first turn.
In just a minute, all that was left was a skeleton with broken bones and moist soil around it.
anwhile, not far away from this patch, multiple figures could be seen racing toward the outskirts of the forest.
As they moved away from the hideout, they felt more comfortable.
Their body's stress started to show up, which affected their speed.
As if the body had enough, their legs felt a sudden jolt of pain, as if protesting for rest.
"Should we get so rest?" Asked the one little behind the others; he struggled to keep up with others.
"Sure, you can; I will wait for you ahead," said the one before him.
This gave little to no confidence to the one; at last, he gritted his teeth and kept running.
His breathing increased with ti.
'Swish' sothing went past his feet; he continued to move forward but fell as he lost balance.
'Argh! He scread as he found that he had lost the feeling in his left leg.
Others looked back and felt a chill through their spines; it could have been any of them.
They ran with their tails tucked between their legs, not wasting a second.
So felt instead of a race against the hunter; they were in a race against themselves, who would not be at last.
They heard the scream of their mber for a while before everything beca silent; instead of calming them down, it further stressed them.
The one at last looked at him, moving past him. His heartbeat rose, and he felt like he was next.
He held his nerves in this mont and thought about a way; at last, he ca up with a solution.
It was not ethical, but since when did bandits like him care about that stuff?
A cruel smile appeared on his face as he took out his axe while running.
His fingers clenched tightly onto its handle as he pulled it back and aid.
'Drip' sweat fell from his chin as he released the axe.
It spun its wings and approached the opponent before hitting his back. "Argh!" he scread as he fell.
'Crush' The one at the back moved ahead with a smile on his face.
The eyes of the bandit with an axe on his back widened; they beca warm and moist as tears rolled down his cheeks, mixing up with his sweat.
"Nooo!" he scread at the top of his lungs. He never thought his best friend would do sothing this cruel to him.
He tried to extend his hand toward them to wait for so help, but no one stopped; they were busy saving their own lives.
"Ha ha!" The bandit heard a laugh that made goosebumps appear all over his body.
His head turned slightly, and he saw a figure approaching him with a smirk on his face as if all of this were a ans of entertainnt for him.
The next mont, he found a chain to move around his body and bind him.
Looking at the confident expression of the monster before him, instead of anger or grief, he felt sothing he had never expected to feel a mont before.
His face appeared relaxed as he started laughing like a madman; even the figure before him was confused by his behavior.
This reaction was not sothing he had expected. He clenched his fist in the air with anger.
The chain tightened around his neck, and with a 'crack,' his body loosened up. It was strange that there was still a smile on his face that irritated the hunter.
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