Sylvia's POV:

After passing through the dense reed marsh, Peter and I arrived at an open mountainous field.

The view was filled with boulders of various shapes and forms. Beautiful flowers of all sorts bloomed everywhere. The deep and tranquil sound of the mountain spring filled the air. It was peaceful.

But even then, I began to feel more and more restless. Being in crisis mode, where nothing was predictable, made me absent-minded to the beauty around me.

"Well, this place looks nice." Poking his head out, Peter naively looked around with no hint of alert on his face whatsoever.

I chose not to say anything, but I stayed on high alert and made sure to pay close attention to the surroundings.

"You know, you're quite different from what I imagine you'd be like. I always thought powerful individuals acted arrogant, but you seem like an easy-going and kind-hearted person. I actually thought you were going to refuse teaming up with me," Peter commented.

Ever since we had been paired up, Peter had been in the mood to be talkative. Even when we were in a supposedly dangerous situation, he would just stand aside and watch me solve the problem, with his hands in his pockets. It was as if he was just on a relaxing hike in the forbidden forest and I was his bodyguard.

out of the way and jumped onto

him just now, he would have been killed by whatever that was. He followed suit and also climbed

breath to not make any sound. As

ones seemed to come to life and crawled out of the earth. They slithered like snakes on the ground, prepared to attack at

the huge tree from which the roots stemmed from and muttered under my breath, "I'm afraid we've just encountered the

Then... What do we do

I

only did the mutants develop the intelligence and ability to move, but it also grew to have a strong instinct to attack werewolves. Once a werewolf would enter its territory, these plants would attack him as a group, tearing their prey into pieces. It

area of the forest, where there should have been no mutated plants. Fortunately, when I checked,

getting out of here alive. As long as we made use of the rocks behind us, we could be able to get far enough out of their range of attack and

step and jump from boulder to boulder. But Peter just couldn't keep up. He was so frightened by everything going on that he fell off a rock and almost dragged me into the tree's range of

and pulled him up. "Grab on to

without a clue what

focus, or else you

"Okay."

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