"Drip, drop! Drip, drop!"
The mini-cave was completely silent now that all the digging activity had ceased. The quiet plop of water droplets suddenly could be heard.
Lu Yang cocked his head in puzzlement. This cave was as dry as it could be, so where did the water come from?
"Big Might, what are you still squatting there for? Let's go, we're leaving!"
Seeing that he had failed to grab the attention of Big Might, he placed his hands on Big Might's shoulders.
Lu Yang trembled slightly as he felt a thick, sticky liquid on his palms, causing him to retract his arm on reflex. A strong smell of iron immediately assaulted his nose as he squinted his eyes and brought his hands to his face for a closer look.
"A-Ah, AAHH!"
Lu Yang looked at his blood-soaked hands and stumbled backwards uncontrollably with a terrible shriek as he felt his legs go soft. Turning around in shock, he saw a strange root stuck in Big Might's eye socket!