The ground trembled beneath just as a gaping entrance into a darker, more putrid zone of the dungeon could be seen ahead. The stench of the place was that of wet moss mixed with the sharp tang of something decaying. From behind, King Feline and his swarm of Titanomyrma soldier ants scuttled in.
Just as they began erupting from the earth one after another, Shin's clones yanked Yuki harder. He gritted his teeth, forcing his injured body to move faster. With his last burst of strength, he threw himself into the territory ahead.
A sudden shift in the air stopped Feline in his tracks.
He raised a blazing foreleg, fire surging in his thorax, ready to release a wave of incinerating fire, but paused the moment he caught scent of the domain they'd entered.
One of the frog fiend territories.
He lowered his limb, his flame extinguishing with a crackling hiss. He wouldn't dare launch an attack there. Not unless he wanted to ignite another turf war.
