For whatever reason, the creature had snapped its heading his direction.
A bead of sweat rolled off Nero's temple as he froze in place.
He absolutely could not make even a single sound.
A thorn from the nearby bramble pressed into his skin, drawing a drop of blood.
'Shit!'"
Suddenly, the beast turned its attention back to the carcass beneath it. It took one more bite then rushed after the other fleeing Scavengers.
Once it has disappeared, Nero remained frozen for a while. A few minutes later, he exhaled shakily and finally moved from his position.
"That was close." He muttered to himself.
If he had acted earlier, chances were he would have suffered the same fate as these Corrupted Scavengers.
He hesitated for a few more minutes then decided to enter the clearing. Making sure to be careful, he quickly rushed over to the site of the slaughter.
The scent of the rancid blood would have made him retch a few days ago. However, he was much more used to it now.
