They scrambled to their feet, faces flushed with embarrassment and adrenaline. Rex muttered an apology under his breath, and Christian nodded, refocusing his grip on his spear as the tension snapped back into place.
I quickly scoped our surroundings, my eyes darting through the mist. Other than the boss serpent that had just attacked us, there were also several other bosses lurking in the shadows—hulking crocodiles with armored hides and venomous leeches the size of wolves. And snuggled in the corner, shivering in fear, were three trembling teens: two boys and one girl, huddled together like lost puppies.
"Hey guys, I think we have company," I said, pointing toward the group with my dagger.
Rex frowned, his sword still raised. "Hey, you three! Are you enemies?!"
Christian rolled his eyes, shaking his head. "Idiot, you think they'll just say they're the enemies?"
"Oh right," Rex said, scratching his head. "What should I do then?"
