The other side of the slope was filled with caves of different sizes. Poisonous fog lingered around them, making it extremely difficult to estimate the depths of the caves. Naturally, Darryl had no intention of actually looking around inside those caves. With his internal energy depleting, the only thing he should be doing was to meditate for recovery. Darryl sat with his leg crossed and was preparing to cultivate when he seemed to have remembered something. He looked around and realized that Donoghue was nowhere to be found.

"Maybe he is still alive?" He wondered. He was about to order Rocky to stay alert of the surrounding, when he heard unpleasant noises unlike anything else. It was coming from the cave behind him. Hiss...Darryl's heart sank instantaneously as he came to realize what it was. Sh*t. It was a sound that Darryl could never forget. Because not too long ago, he had come across a gigantic python on top of the cliff that had made the exact same noises.

Roar!

Rocky see