Bab 452: The Muscle

The jungle looked like it was the epicenter of all nature and life. Its beautiful green canopy stretched as far as the eye could see, and the air buzzed with the sounds of chirping birds and buzzing insects.

A boot crunched down on a fallen branch, breaking the peaceful symphony.

Moriarty looked down at the broken branch and nonchalantly continued moving forward with the made-up spear in hand. 

Ambrose dodged the swaying branches and pressed deeper into the thick forest, following Moriarty through the danger zones.

At that moment, Moriarty raised his arm and stopped in his tracks, causing Ambrose to freeze as well. His ears were perked up like a startled animal.

"I hear the sound of rushing water, and I know where it might be."

Moriarty said, but his voice didn't sound happy, even though they now had finally found a way to fill up the water bottle. His voice was shaking slightly.

Ambrose saw that and asked, "Any danger?"

"Yes."