บท 132: Frenzied Attack: Part 3

"Go, now…" said Wayne calmly. He then pried his son's mouth open and shoved in a little capsule containing clear liquid—cool stuff that he once got his hands on to temporarily save a life. It now came in handy in saving his son's life.

He was ready to die here. The monster would make sure he did, so too the traitors. Everyone had deserted him, and he had lost everything. But Sarroux… Sarroux was too young. He should not be dying here; he had not lived long enough to experience and enjoy all the good things in life.

The sky was turning dark as night came. The forest became opaquely dark and biting cold after sunset. The two bodyguards were too afraid to light a fire. They could only walk back and forth with a gun in their hands, keeping their eyes peeled for any dangers that might loom.