บท 166: Little help

They moved with practiced precision, their eyes scanning the area with a predatory hunger.

Alex's heart hammered against his ribs. These weren't mere scouts. This was a scouting party, and a much larger one than he'd anticipated. His mind raced, the implications sinking in. The demons were adapting faster.

I had to get back, warn Jian Gang and Li Yunhua. This wasn't a mere incursion, it was a potential invasion.

With a silent curse, Alex began to carefully crawl back from the edge of the place.

He had to move silently, undetected. The information he'd gathered was crucial, but it wouldn't mean a thing if he wasn't alive to deliver it.

Adrenaline surged through Alex's veins as he inched back from the edge of the wasteland. Every rustle of ash, every distant tremor, sent his nerves on edge.

Just as a information he'd gathered, however unexpected, could be invaluable – a bloodcurdling scream shattered the fragile silence.