Jiang Ji immediately chimed in, his voice as pitiful as an abandoned puppy's. His eyes were red, and he sniffled, "You have no idea! Those things suddenly crawled out from the cracks in the ground—a huge, dark mass of them. Their claws could tear steel apart! We were surrounded, with nowhere to run!"
'God, who could possibly understand?' The moment they saw the ground swarming with Puppet Beasts, their hearts sank.
We were outnumbered and outmatched, with no hope of winning. In the end, our only choice was to jump into the water and let the current wash away our scent. That's how we barely managed to escape.
Cold water flooded our throats, and our lungs felt like they were full of crushed ice. Our palms were torn to shreds by the sharp rocks, but we didn't dare let out a single gasp.
The fangs of the Puppet Beasts behind us were just an inch from snapping our spines."
