Beneath the endless desert, deep in the pitch-black underground ruins, Ethan had just secured a crystal core from a fusion beast. But he wasn't stopping—he kept moving forward, still exploring.
The darkness around them was thick, broken only by the occasional rustling sound echoing through the tunnels.
But Chris and the others weren't tense anymore. In fact, they were feeling pretty confident.
"These little monsters? Please. Nothing to worry about."
"Uncle Chris, that's not what you said five minutes ago," Brandon shot back.
"That was then, this is now…" Chris waved him off like it was no big deal.
But just then, a new sound rose from the darkness ahead—an intense, skittering noise, fast and getting closer by the second.
Something was coming. A lot of somethings.
Chris's eyes narrowed. "What the hell is that?"
Ethan's gaze sharpened. "Something new to try…"
