The bloodsaurus had somehow e to the clusion that the carts must be a monsters challenging its authority.

  ‘How something so big and strong be so stupid? Please just eat the corpses littered around and go away,’ Draco pleaded within his mind.

  Sadly, the bloodsaurus didn’t think the same way and used its tail to sh at the first cart, sending it flying and scattering into wooden bits.

  ‘Gods above, why do you test me so?’ Draco asked.

  His mind was being more desensitized to the ridiculousness of his situation.

  ‘Think! Monsters hate fire, right. Will burning the sed cart suffice?’ Draco pondered on a st-dit.

  Mustering the st of his mind, Draco focused his magical energies a a small burst of fme lig at the cart o theirs.

  The dry wood mixed with monster fat caught fire quickly, the fmes crag and spreading.

  Draew that fire owerful deterrent to most creatures, and he hoped that the bloodsaurus would be scared away by the sight and sound of the fmes.

  Sure enough, the massive dinosaur let out a thunderous roar and began to back away, its eyes narrowing as it was drawn to the burning cart.

  The crag noise, light, a from the fire fused the bloodsaurus.

  It even tried attag the fire, but fire wasn’t tangible so it soon gave up, the heat leaving a strange sensation on its skin.

  Draco held his breath, praying that the beast would leave them alone.

  After a tense moment, the bloodsaurus turned and lumbered bato the trees, its massive form disappearing into the darkness.

  It temporarily gave up its spoils for now because it couldn’t feel at ease eating when being watched by the fire, which it somehow cluded was another predator it couldn’t hurt.

  Draco let out a shaky sigh of relief, his body sagging with exhaustion. He had never felt so relieved in his life.

  They had survived the ordeal against all odds for now, but he had a feeling that the bloodsaurus was still nearby .

  Draao crawl from underh the cart, reached up, and squeezed his brother's hand, a sileure of reassurance.

  As the fmes of the burning cart cast a flickering glow over the now-quiet forest, Draco allowed himself a moment of respite.

  He khat they were not out of danger yet, but for now, they were safe. And that was all that mattered.

  ………………………………………………………

  Some time passed, and the fmes of the burning cart began to die out.

  Draco had recovered a small amount of stamina, enough to at least walk around.

  Everything ached, but his life was on the line, so what was a bit of pain now.

  Thanks to the bloodsaurus rampage, no monsters would approach the area for a while, so he could move around without fear of being attacked within that area.

  To bolster the fmes a bit more, he brought Vasileios out of the cage; the locks weren’t that plicated.

  He then pushed the other carts and their tents closer to the burning oo increase the fmes.

  It was surprising to him that he had the physical strength to aplish such a feat.

  After his rampage, it seemed as though something had been awakened within him, but he didn’t have time to dwell on such a thing.

  After increasing the fire, he found a good tall tree and climbed to the top along with Vasileios.

  Now secured at the top of a tree, they were less likely to be spotted by smaller monsters.

  “e y on my p a,” Drastructed Vasileios.

  He could see his red eyes fr a lot and his body reag to any sudden sound.

  Vasileios listened and soon fell asleep in the fort of his brother, his young mind exhausted from the entire ordeal.

  Draco was also tired and wanted sleep, but he couldn’t; he had to keep watch for any sudden attacks.

  Additionally, there was no way he could fall asleep with bones ag and muscle spasms, or so he believed.

  The full moonlight reflected onto the greenery of the forest, but that wasn’t the only source of light.

  The ethereal shine of the fireflies, the cool refreshing breeze, and the sound of the crickets would have painted a beautiful sery if not for the sudden cries of the wildlife.

  Every new sound put Dra the edge because he didn’t know what it was; his eyes kept darting around, always surveying his surroundings.

  Draco didn’t know how long passed, but stantly being o has begun to wear at his little energy reserves.

  His biggest nemesis had e to be sleep; his eyes slowly drooping and at the edge of shutting close every minute.

  He even began halluating and hearing sounds that weren’t there.

  At some point, he had stopped feeling pain, not just pain; he couldn’t feel much of anything anymore.

  ‘Stay awake, you have to remain awake till help es,’ Draco repeated within his mind.

  His senses began to weaken, the sound of the forest drowning out into the background of his mind.

  His vision was blurring, and his baop the tree began wavering.

  ‘No, not now. I ’t fall,’ Draco pleaded with his body to hold out just a bit more.

  Roooooooooaar !!

  A sudden loud roar jolted Vasileios awake from his sleep. He nearly fell from Draco’s p but mao hold on.

  “Why, just why now? Are we to die like this?” Drauttered in resignation.

  He reized the Roar; it was from the bloodsaurus.

  He was already on his st legs and couldn’t muster up anything. Even thinking had bee a chore.

  …………………………………………………………………………………

  Early iernoon of the previous day, Chise had noticed that Drad Vasileios were missing from lunbsp;

  So she decided to look for them but couldn’t find them anywhere, making her ed, they both never missed lunbsp;

  She then began asking the people around the house, but no one had seen them for a while.

  She told her mother who joihe search, and by te-noon, the house had goo full panic about the two missing kids.

  A search was immediately put out, and by early evening, they had narrowed down the suspects and found a trail leading to the forest.

  Joh responsible since he was the one in charge of watg the kids that day.

  So he was the one who searched the hardest, and his effort paid off.

  John had found Vasiliki’s butterfly hairpiece at the entrance of the forest area along with a hidden trail.

  The sve traders were a bit sloppy in c their tracks into the forest.

  Marcus, Anita, John, and Rita immediately geared up and began their hunt.

  It was hard following the trail at night in a monster-ied forest, making them lose the trail.

  After hours upon hours of searg, a glimmer of hope arrived. Monsters in the forest suddenly became very active.

  Some were going somewhere, while others were retreating.

  Something had disturbed the forest, and it must have been the sve trader is what they wao believe.

  It was better than aimlessly walking around in the forest.

  Trag the source while fighting monsters iween, they progressed until they ran into a bloodsaurus.

  It seemed to have multiple injuries as if it had retly battled with something or someone.

  “You two go ahead; we hahis ourselves,” Anita suggested.

  They were close to the source of the disturbances; she also smelled burnt wood carried by the wind, meaning that a person was involved.

  She thought that the bloodsaurus might be a tamed creature sent to stall them while the mastermind made away with her grandchildren.

  "Alright, we will go ahead. After getting the kids, we will return and help," Marcus replied before darting ahead with his wife, Rita.