"Wha…"
Adam froze. His mind was struggling to process the horror unfolding before him.
He had never really seen someone get eaten in front of him—it was always him getting eaten or chewed during the Game.
Was this… what Grace saw when the ratatusk was munching me?
He stared at the massive snake—its scales a mix of greens and the browns of the swamp. He then looked at its name that was hovering above it.
[Verdlecks, Lv. 2 | HP: 100%]
And finally, he looked at Grace, who had been engulfed by the impossibly large jaw of the so-called verdlecks.
But as soon as her arm twitched, Adam woke up from his stupor. Grace was still alive in there, being eaten alive.
"Ma'am!" Adam lunged forward without thinking anymore, but something in his peripheral vision made him stop. The trees of the swamp—they started to move.
No, not exactly.
It was alive with predators. The twisted branches and some of the vines were actually serpents, their bodies perfectly blending with the gnarled trees.
