Scouting for Talent

Midas now sat on top of the Northern Wall of the Fort looking around in all directions. It had been 24 hours since they had arrived at the Trial of Life and Death. Calling it a wild and eventful time would be an understatement, and in all honesty, Midas felt like he would rather have less excitement in his life.

Ever since he arrived in this place, everything around him had been trying to kill him. The fights were intense and in all the exhausting battles, the Secret Clan lost 11 people. 24 hours ago, there were 79 Clan Members, now that number was merely 68.

They had also come across new species that may have been called National Security Risks if they ever landed on Earth. 

The Demon Dogs were calculating and precise and they used anything to get what they wanted. Their large packs meant they always had members to use to apply mental and physical pressure on their prey.