Chris and Quax had both been thrown off the path, into the tall bushy grass that grew on both sides of the path.
Chris had jumped off to the left side, while the Dwarf had jumped over into the grass on the right side.
The path itself, that they had been running along, now had a massive trench on the ground, cutting forward along the path, and digging inwards slightly.
The Zytholin monster, on the other hand, was nowhere to be seen. It had flown off into the air, after throwing Chris and Quax off their feet.
The sky above the tall green grass was completely empty and clear, almost as if the Zytholin creature hadn't been there at all.
Rolling over inside the tall grass where he had fallen, the Dwarf could feel his head aching, after the shock of the mighty fall.
He then rolled himself
