However, that would hardly be enough.
Ric had just used one of his strongest trump cards.
He was in trouble.
Still, he had managed to buy them time.
He rushed over and grabbed the fat Beastkin boy by the shoulder. Surprisingly, despite his size, the boy was running incredibly fast.
"Which way?" Ric shouted.
"Hurry! We're almost there! They don't come out into the mountains!" the fat boy yelled back, pointing ahead.
The adventurer ran after them, his face caked with blood, his breathing ragged.
He gritted his teeth before glaring at the two children.
"Who are you children... and who do you work for?"
"Shut up and mind your own business," Ric replied between breaths, never slowing down.
The adventurer's expression darkened at the disrespect.
"If you want to escape, I know another path... but only after we get out of this place!"
Ranar remained at the front of the group.
She was the fastest among them.
Suddenly...
She heard movement ahead.
