Counterattack

“How can a mere rookie ambush us? Is he deliberately exposing his smell to you?”

Gale’s face was gloomy as he avoided the question asked by the dark skinned girl.

“Chasing separately is too dangerous.” The dark skinned girl saw that he didn’t answer so she continued in hesitation: “The other party had injured the captain. So even if we catch up, we may not be able to cope with him. Maybe he wants to break us up!?! ”

Gale thought for a bit, then said: “Perhaps there is a way to identify him. Even if he mixed his smell with the rats so that we can’t track him. However, the movement trajectory of rats is totally different from humans. Of course! The rats would be too lazy to run away. The one which is leaving should be him.”

He took a breath so that he could perceive the smells floating around to his greatest extent. Everything was clear to him now. The smell of rain, moss, stinking undead, a faint smell of decay and everything else was formed into a sensory map in his mind.