The next thing I know, everyone was dragged away, picked off one by one.
I thought the druid may create a sinkhole, may move a tree to block our path and lead us to an endless maze, the druid may change the ground into quicksand and slowly consume us as we suffocate unable to move as we struggled.
I thought there would be monsters going haywire on us from multiple angles, surrounding us like mini little Titan of Ashen Barks, yet, there were only confusions.
As Marc disappeared, and the four of us were looking back to see where he went, that was our second mistake, because right afterwards, we suddenly felt rustling coming from the front, and we turned to see that Akira, who was out of our vision; was also gone.
No sound of struggle and, no screaming. She had just… stopped existing, as if she was never real.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck." I spammed the hell out of my voiceline as I gripped tight on my sword.
