Lara was not one to regret things, but she began to feel a deep sense of regret after the last revelation. She was not ready to die of thirst or hunger or who knows what else just because they had limited time. All she wanted to do was increase her level and get the wealth she was supposed to get. Any other thing was way out of what she bargained for and now it was happening right in front of her. Not even smart ass Leo saw this part coming. Now they were all stuck in the forest to finish up their business or get swallowed up.But not Lara though. She could leave right now and nothing would happen to her; nothing at all, except that she would not be armed and she could easily get killed. Lara cannot risk it; whatever they had to go through, she would finish it to a certain point until she got what she wanted.They started to walk further and further into the forest. Sometimes it got light, sometimes it was as dark as a gloomy devil. None of them said anything until Leo decided that he

Leo refused to stay like that for one minute longer. If Draven was resigned to his fate, then that was on him. As for him, he wasn’t and won’t be resigned to waiting for death. Not when he had just attained a new level and was about to get the second one. Leo finally understood what the game was about: life and death. He was in this silly evil forest, covered in goo and forced to live or be sniffed out. Imagine dying inside the game of another game. Nope, not on his watch. He took off for the second time. Draven didn’t have to follow him, he thought. He just had to stay back there and battle the monster and he would bring them both victory. Lara was oddly quiet; maybe she’d gone into hiding just as she always did. When he glanced back behind him, he saw that Draven was chasing after him but not Lara. “I can’t just wait back there for the thing to get me!” Draven called after him. Leo however, was not focused on Draven. It was Lara, and she was not running beside Draven. That was o

Draven looked around, taking in his environment. It looked like they had entered an even worse situation. Leo stood above him. A deep glare set in his face. Draven rolled his eyes and stood up, steadying himself against the muddy wall. He then saw that they had fallen into a deep, muddy hole. It wasn’t too deep but it was deep enough that the monster couldn’t see them again. Now he understood how Leo was able to just vanish out of nowhere. The beast passed over the well, screeching in loud wails. Since he was directly under them, his wails nearly topped their ears off. Draven and Leo bent down and covered their ears, hoping the beast would pass over them. The beast walked around instead, sniffing the air viciously. He knew they were there, but he couldn’t exactly pinpoint the exact area they were in. Draven signaled to Leo to keep quiet and the latter rolled his eyes, knowing that he didn’t need Draven to tell him when to keep quiet. Finally the beast gave up when he didn’t see them.

Draven opened his eyes. It was bright, too bright that he instinctively closed his eyes right back and tried to calm his suddenly erratic breathing. He had not died after all. This was good news. Or was it?He sat up and reached for his sword, then immediately heaved a sigh when he remembered that it had been stolen by Lara. Of course, Lara had taken it. He opened his eyes again, slowly this time. Leo lay beside him, snoring. He looked around and realized that they were back in the forest, but with the box of treasure. Draven looked at the box for a long time; he didn’t realize that he’d taken it with them whenever they fell into the earth. He stood up, stretched and then reached for the box. It was open and empty. When he peeped inside, there was a single wrapped pouch inside. It was the only thing inside the box, and Draven was understandably skeptical about opening it. After a while, he stiffly took the pouch out of the box and opened it. It was filled with sand.“What the heck…?”

“Don’t touch her!” Draven yelled, his hand in the air. “Please Leo, not yet!"Leo held the dagger in his hand, staring at Lara with a deep-set glare. He had forgotten all about his revenge; what he wanted now was to peel her skin back one by one until she confessed the truth to them.“Why shouldn’t I harm her yet?” he asked, glancing briefly at Draven. “You’re too soft-hearted, you know?“It’s not about being soft-hearted," Draven started to say, but Leo interrupted him.“You’re too soft man! This girl stole from us! She lied and used us and probably orchestrated her being there at that time!”“No!” Lara cried out. “I really was under there and I needed help!”“Oh yeah?” Leo sneered. “If this monster that was after you killed you twice almost immediately, why didn’t he come after you immediately? Because you cut your hair?” He scoffed with a laugh. "Yeah, right?"Draven moved closer to them. Lara looked desperately at him, and then away. Leo was in a very bad mood and he was ready to