Out of the Wolf's Den

"Wait, is he ok?" Quill approached Oliver, still unconscious.

"You should be thankful, he expended all his energy to make sure your wounds are gone." Clarissa shouted with a mix of hate, sadness, and worry in her voice.

"Sorry, I'm serious. Would have gone well if that damned wolf didn't catch my scent, or found another way around it." She responded, but their talk was cut short as the shaking intensified, nearly causing Myo and Marcus to stumble to the ground.

Below, the wolves were far more violent, starting to claw deeper into the wood and ramming it.

"Those things really don't like getting hit." Marcus remarked, peering down the branch.

But while they sat around, unsure with what to do at the moment, hoping that the tree could still hold until they could find a way out of this place. Calliope finished thinking about her plan.

"Although this will be risky…" She began to talk, standing in front of the team, facing the forest beyond.