Chapter 276

Darius and Henry raced through the underbrush of the forest, their hearts pounding with fear. They were desperate, desperate to escape the relentless pursuit of the Pocusts. Though none of them had experienced the sting of the insects before, nor had they heard of anyone having encountered them because they were rare creatures to find, but from what Darius said, these creatures were indeed crazy.

Their minds were occupied with thoughts of the vulnerable village they saw ahead, but their focus was disrupted by the treacherous terrain they found themselves in. Oblivious to their surroundings and consumed by their desperate need for haste, they failed to notice the treacherous ridge lurking ahead.

Their feet stumbled over gnarled roots and tangled vines, causing them to lose their footing. With a sudden jolt, they tumbled down the steep slope of the ridge, their bodies jarring against rocks and tree branches. Pain erupted in their heads as their skulls collided with unforgi