Chapter 62 Crunching

• I looked back down. Seeing that Mardichi was now bleeding badly. Though he was showing no sign of slowing down.
• The rodents were now dashing from the underbrush to tear at his slender legs. Ripping at tendons and trying to tear into something vital. One was currently hanging onto his soft stomach. Gnashing vicious little yellow teeth. Another had stepped out from the shrubbery.
• A flap along its belly began to lift and it loosed a woman’s cry. A sound that I’d have been certain was a woman screaming in distress.