Chương 69: The Chair

Blood dripped from the top of Vorden's head, trickling down to his eyebrow. He raised his hand to wipe it away, gripping a dagger made of hardened mud in his other hand. 

"What did I say? You got us killed, Vorden!" 

"Will you shut up, unless you want to fight this damned thing instead?" Vorden snapped. 

On the floor in front of him lay a defeated Rattaclaw, its lifeless body sprawled out. Nearby, another Rattaclaw remained unharmed, its beady eyes focused on him, its claws poised to strike. 

When Vorden arrived on the planet, he'd encountered the first Rattaclaw in the wild. Not wanting to attract more beasts, he had run into the closest structure he could find—a large, mostly empty warehouse. The space was filled with broken crates and scattered piles of scrap metal, and with only one entrance, he realized he had no choice but to fight.