After making sure that they had cleared most of the ghouls. Rory, together with the others, rush in chase of the being.
He didn’t need to use his foresight, since he already knew where it might go, simply basing from the direction where it went.
They stop midway when they saw a bunch of people laid on the ground. They scattered all over in a clearing just before they could reach the mountain.
He immediately recognized one of them, leaning on a nearby tree, beaten and bleeding, as he was still healing himself.
“Rock, are you all right?”
Without thinking twice, he kneels before him, helping the fellow to sit up straight, as he was slouching.
“Mister Rory, apologies. We couldn’t stop it. It was too powerful for us.”
The man tried to laugh it off but ended up coughing blood with each wo
