113 Madness (1/2)

I fell behind her even before we met any mutant beast horde.

She was just that fast.

”What's the matter slow poke. You want me to carry you around on my back.” She taunted and I gritted my teeth in frustration.

She was fast. At least twice as fast as me and no matter how much I tried, I was not able to overcome the distance between us.

Only when she slowed down a bit was I able to ran along with her.

I assumed that the fact that I was slowing her down would infuriate her but the way she smiled whenever she teased me made me think otherwise.

She was enjoying herself.

Almost as much as I was enjoying myself.

I never knew that simply running around in the forest with someone else who was just like me could be so enjoyable.

In fact, we both were so entranced in our little games that we almost missed the herd that was waiting in ambush behind a cluster of bushes.

But despite our focus on each other, our great sense of smell warned us about someone else's presence, and the Night Vision showed me what we were up against.

It was a small herd of mutant rabbits.

By all rights, small mutant beasts should be easier to deal with than the bigger ones.

In a sense it was true.

A 3rd tier mutant rabbit was far easier to kill than a 3rd tier mutant bear.

Only if reality worked that way.

Small mutant beasts need to eat less in order to sustain themselves and evolve.

While the meat of a single mutant goat won't help a mutant bear in it's evolution, it would allow about half a dozen mutant rabbits to evolve to the next stage.

That's why when we found that all the dozen or so mutant rabbits were 4th tier mutant beasts, we were surprised, but not to the degree that we fail to retaliate when the attacked.

And the battle which followed soon after would make me understand exactly how powerful Netra truly was.

By the time I was finished with my first mutant rabbit, she had already finished it's nest mates.

Well, at least the one I killed was tasty.

Netra refused to share any of the mutant beasts she killed with me saying that if she help me too much then I would grow complacent and weak.

She was right, in a way. So I didn't ask her for any of her kills for the rest of night.

Which posed a huge problem for me since by the time I am able to kill a few members of the herd, I realize that she has already killed everyone else.

~Sigh~ I guess every situation has it's upsides and downsides.

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”That horde is a little too big for my liking.” I said as we hid behind a dense cluster of bushes and spied on a horde of mutant dogs.