Chapitre 61: One Down, Two to Go

The four classifiers that were on the ground, all dead upon meeting with one of the forest guardians, the Water Bear, were the ones that had entered the rift shortly after Stark and talked about looting him if they came close.

He couldn't say they didn't deserve such a fate for trying to kill and steal from others, but they were supposed to help him get out of this situation.

And now…

"GRAWWWR!" the bear roared again, now getting on its four feets, slowly approaching Stark.

"OOUUOUUUHHH!" the gorilla was hitting its chest repeatedly.

"…" and the fox just walked around Stark, the fire on its back still powerful.

He was surrounded by the three most powerful beings of this forest, ones even supposed 'powerful' groups had died to.

"No more running, you little shits," he wouldn't get any help, and he wouldn't be able to out run the fox, so there was no use in running again.