"Somebody help!" Young shouted to the top of her lungs as she tried to pull Rusty out of danger. She didn't know they were inside of a dungeon and still hoped someone might actually come save them, but that didn't happen.
"Mom, do something! He's bleeding out!" Mayhem cried when she noticed how pale Rusty's face had become, but Young didn't move.
Young was frozen in fear, but not for the gruesome wound her companion just suffered or by the considerable amount of blood that stained the murky waters. The reason why she froze was that she noticed three more shadows lurking from beneath the waters, slowly creeping towards them.
"We... we need to run..." Young muttered, but her legs refused to obey.
"We can't leave him like this, he's going to die... for real!" Mayhem rebuked and hurried in front of her mother to cover her from the nearing cryptids.