Chapter 74

Crickets chirped and the night wind blew as thick, dark smoke rose in the air. The cave was pitch black and dead bodies lay on the ground, their blood, washed away by the lightning that had eaten them up.

The trucks that had crashed against one another had water and oil trickling from it and onto the ground to form a pool of water coated with an oily rainbow membrane. From one of the mangled vehicles, a door fell to the ground with a crash and someone stepped out of the truck looking eerie.

It was one of the warriors. He wasn't dead after all but he had a deathly look and was pale to the core. The skin surrounding his eyes had traces of blood and his hair had thinned so noticeably.

Snarling, it began to move away from the truck in the northern direction that led to the entrance of the forest and soon, other similar looking men who had been warriors pushed out of the trucks as they followed the trail of the first person.

It was nearing evening and there was no sign