Chris and Quax were on the ground where they had fallen. Chris sat down flat, while Quax was lying on the ground, a few paces away from Chris.
Both were maintaining their position, and resting it out. After the terrible fall they had just experienced. Chris could still feel pain on his left buttock, where he had struck the ground.
His wooden bow lay on the ground beside him, but his arrows were still secure inside the quiver hanging around his back.
Due to the engulfing darkness all around them, none of them could see the numerous black ants, that were slowly climbing onto their bodies from the ground below.
Quax was lying with his belly onto the ground. The fall from the net trap had taken a toll on him, and he could feel pain all around his knuckles.
He, however, also couldn't f
