Red-clawed scorpions were vicious and belligerent by nature, never showing mercy to rivals that dared compete with them for prey.
And faced with that especially plump, juicy South American horned frog, the red dragon centipede was even less willing to give up such tender meat that was practically already in its mouth. The two immediately tangled together, bristling with murderous intent.
Albert and Hayes exchanged a look. They shared only one thought: thank god they'd escaped early.
If they'd run into those two head-on, it would've meant yet another exhausting struggle and brutal fight…
Just as that thought crossed their minds, an unusually cool and eerie scritch-scritch sound suddenly came from above their heads.
It sounded like some many-legged crawling creature slowly descending from the high rock wall, the fine, rapid footsteps raising goosebumps along the spine.
Both of them reflexively turned to look back—only to see that directly above them was a giant house centipede.
