Bab 216: Vine Slave

For a moment, Jay was distracted as he thought it quite odd: He had hunted the lizards, the lizards hunted the bear, and the bear hunted him.

“Almost like a circle of life. Or death.” he shrugged.

Jay planned to run as soon as he reached the other side - he didn't expected the bear to follow him across the mushroom path. Furthermore, he also didn't expect the lizards to try and kill him either.

For this reason, he waited for a moment, curious to see what would happen.

The underground lizards was all swimming towards the unsuspecting blood beast, but he couldn't help but wonder one thing.

“Why didn't they attack the skeletons...?”

Of course, the lizards relied on their sense of smell, but the skeletons Jay had were ancient, pulled from a mass grave of Helvetians.

The only smell coming from them was death and decay. A putrid rot.

Suddenly, the skeletons holding off the bear were given some respite as the bear stopped attacking for a single moment.