"Buddy, thanks for catching me… and sorry I can't take you with me," Sparrow murmured, giving the corpse a slight bow of respect. He wished he had the time to offer a proper farewell, but survival came first.
The buzzing grew louder—his brief moment of pause had cost him. The mutated insects were already swarming toward him again.
Gritting his teeth, Sparrow forced himself to his feet, his body sluggish and unsteady. Despite the dizziness clouding his mind, his willpower kept him moving.
Staggering, he launched attack after attack, cutting down the oncoming swarm while his sharp gaze scanned the cave for an escape. He had no choice—he had to get out of here alive.
Sparrow had no idea how long he had been trapped inside the dark cave. He had been fighting the relentless swarm of mutated insects non-stop, yet he couldn't find an exit.
