The hunt continued the next day, it was a walk in the pack by the two groups joined together, they were able to locate beasts easily with the help of one of Vondrel. Due to one of his innate abilities, he was able to sniff the air and locate where other beasts could be found. Once they come across groups of beasts they choose themselves to take care of the beasts, one group will take care of a selected numbers, while the second group will take care of the other. "Should we pay the eyes eaters a visit? " Sam asked during their recuperation."That is a great idea" a guy which goes by the name Mikel said with enthusiasm. "Are you sure, they actually said they were plenty and overwhelming, i don't want to get caught up in it" another guy voiced out, fright evident in his word. A foreign energy seeped into the environment, everyone could feel it and they all felt fear as if death was hovering over them. They all stared in a certain direction.Vondrel was exuding a foreign energy from h

"He did, he has always made it" Noah said with a smile plastered on his face. 'Swoosh' A figure stopped suddenly right at their front, his speed generated breeze which blew their hairs backward. Few eye eaters which survived could be seen flying away in the distance, going to different directions. "That was great" Vondrel exclaimed as he paused to stare at the others. "So did we save the day?" Jerry asked "What was the source of the beast... the hell, what's happening to him?" Mikel was speaking before suddenly exclaiming. "What do you mean by what's happening to him? " Vondrel asked with a confused gaze, noticing that Mikel was staring at him with an horrified look. " You... you're spasming" Sylvia stuttered while pointing at Vondrel " Hmm.... what does she mean?" Vondrel asked wearily. He noticed the horrifying looks of the others and decided to check himself up, but suddenly he gave voice to a loud shriek. "Ahhhhhhh". His bone bent awkwardly. "System what's happen

In a quiet area near the cafeteria, a lone figure sat comfortably, his legs propped up on a second chair. His head rested gently against the wall, eyes shut, and his breathing was so slow and calm that it seemed as though he wasn’t breathing at all. The stillness around him exuded a sense of peace, as if he had retreated from the noise and movement of the world around him. Not far off, another figure—a woman—was approaching, her steps tentative and unsure. Uncertainty was clear in her expression, her brows slightly furrowed as she glanced toward the relaxed man. She hesitated, as if questioning whether this was truly the person she had been searching for. From where she stood, his face wasn’t entirely visible, and his unbothered posture did little to confirm her suspicions. Each step she took was careful, as though she wasn’t entirely sure whether to close the gap or turn back. Her thoughts seemed to wrestle with doubt, wondering if she had found the right person or if this was si

Vondrel stepped into the dimly lit infirmary, the soft hum of medical equipment filling the room. His eyes immediately landed on Sam, lying still on the bed, a thin tube connected to a syringe, slowly dripping fluids into his arm. The sight of his friend so pale and unmoving sent a wave of unease through him. Vondrel scanned the room, noticing the others—James, Noah, and Timmy—standing nearby, their expressions heavy with concern. James leaned against the wall, arms crossed tightly over his chest, his jaw clenched. Noah sat in a chair beside Sam’s bed, his head bowed, lost in thought. Timmy paced nervously near the window, occasionally casting anxious glances at Sam, his brow furrowed in worry. They had all been waiting, watching, hoping for some sign that Sam was going to pull through. Vondrel took a deep breath, calming himself. Being a Rarebrid had its advantages—heightened senses being one of them. He focused for a moment, tuning out the soft chatter of the infirmary and the d

“What do you think they were doing, Miss?” Lori asked, glancing back at the dome. Miss Abbie paused briefly, her eyes narrowing in thought. “I trust you know that whatever you saw here should not be spoken about outside. And… did either of you understand the meaning of those markings? The ones on that dome formation?” Lori blinked, confused. “Markings? I don’t remember seeing anything like that.” Miss Abbie stopped walking and turned around to face her, surprise flickering across her usually calm features. “You don’t remember the writing on the dome?” Stelio, who had been quietly listening, shook his head as well. “It’s rare to see you surprised, Miss Abbie. So, you must know what you're talking about. But honestly, I can’t recall seeing anything like that either.” Lori nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I don’t remember anything unusual about the dome except for the bright light.” Miss Abbie's expression turned unreadable. “Neither of you remembers?” They both shook their head