After chasing for most of the day, covering over eight miles, Marshall finally realized something was wrong.

He frowned as he hissed, "This is a trap!"

After confirming once more the misleading clues before him, Marshall's expression changed. However, he immediately sneered coldly afterward.

After all, could a bug's trap even be called a trap? What tricks could a crawling insect possibly pull?

He immediately contacted Jeroff over the radio. "Jeroff, have you caught up with him on your end? Respond."

Jeroff's voice came through the static. "Sir, I have not spotted him yet. If he is not with you either, then he should be between our positions."

Marshall nodded, thinking the same. "Alright then. I'll…"

He was about to say that he would regroup with the middle group when a roar from Jeroff erupted over the radio.

Jeroff shouted. "Get out of the way, move! He's underground, dodge! He is underground. Get out of there!"

A violent explosion erupted skyward, and then the radio signal