Heat

'What is going on?' Creed mumbled, 'of all places, she had to hide here…'

Creed could sense a dense, callous aura tangled with the air molecules. A dense shrubbery that he had been constantly seeing everywhere was now gone and was replaced by extremely thick trees, randomly growing from the ground at a sufficient distance of 4 to 5 meters.

The entire terrain seemed like a graveyard, except for graves there were trees. The un-rhythm was far more dense here than any other place. 

The ground was charred, scorched patches were visible on the trees, and a stench of burned flesh lingered. Creed almost felt as if he had descended to hell.

Agenor went into deep mulling. This deadly aura surrounding the area contained lust and blood. Not just him, everyone seemed hesi