Obed threw his hands up in frustration. "This is insane, Garrick! We don't even know if that thing is following us!"
"And we don't know that it isn't!" Garrick shot back. "You want to risk running straight into it again?"
"I want to get back to the city before we all die out here! We've been out here far too long already!"
Garrick grabbed Obed by the front of his shirt and pulled him close.
"Listen to me," Garrick said, his voice low and dangerous. "That thing was standing on the path leading back to the city. Which means we can't go back the way we came. There will be no chances taken. If you want to take the risk, then be my guest, but I won't be throwing my life away for a possibility."
This time Obed didn't back down at all.
He took a step forward and pointed a finger at Garrick's face,
