Chapitre 119: Guardian at the Old Well

No more monsters attacked after that night. The ashes that were given to the evacuation teams ended up hanging and there was no clarity. As the refugees tried to find out, the only news released did not satisfy them.

"The vertebrates of the forest?" Ben screeched in his rage. The scar on his face twitched as his emotions clawed at him. "Do they think we are blind? They are not vertebrates. They are monsters!"

It was true! So why do you always deny the existence of monsters all this time?

"If this happens we will not get protection until we return to our respective homes. Unlucky!" Ben kicked the instant food could in front of his feet. They could be carried away by flash floods from the city in the highlands. Floods brought water and also waste that was not needed.