After gathering the grisly claws from a hundred yetis, Zach looked at the ones around him. Yanael, Alzara, Soara, Mandra, and Visla. There was a gap to his left between himself and Visla where Nora usually stood in moments like this.
Zach gritted his teeth. Thoughts swirled around in his messy mind. But he did not let himself get drawn in. Instead, he focused on moving them to the next floor.
He hoped they would end up far from his family so that he could get the chance to prepare himself mentally. But Zach wasn't infamous for his bad luck for nothing.
They didn't just end up close to the Evandiels on the twenty-ninth floor. They ended up in the middle of their camp.
Zach recognized the emblems, the tents, and the warriors suddenly pointing at them with their weapons.
