Chapter 297: Trapping the birds completely

The Traps Begin

Volk's massive hands moved swiftly, his mind working faster than ever. His years of survival on the battlefield made him an expert at guerrilla warfare.

Now, it was time to put that experience to work.

He started by digging shallow trenches along the cave's entrance, using sharp rocks to carve through the dirt.

His thick fingers gouged through the earth with brutal efficiency.

The first layer of traps had to be invisible.

The harpies were smart enough to look for obvious dangers, but Volk knew how to trick them.

With precision, Volk buried sharpened stakes—broken spearheads and splintered bones he scavenged from the cave.

He coated them with the sludge of cave fungi, their poisonous spores potent enough to cause paralysis if inhaled.

Volk smirked. If the harpies landed, they'd have no idea what awaited them until it was far too late.

Sssshhhk—shhhtk!