[Your team have slayed level 16 mutated tiger. You have gained 11000 spirit points and 2502 Heaven's tower points.]
Dexter breathed heavily as he sat on the floor first to get himself out of the bind he put himself in.
The sharp pointy blades on the bracelet shot into the floor and a thin black rope held it. Now he doesn't know where the rope came from as the bracelet was too small to accomodate it, but anything goes in this apocalypse.
He used his spirit energy to withdraw it from the ground and he breathed a sigh of relief as he looked around at the others who were not any better than him.
Most of them were sitting on the floor while resting thair backs on the trees. Chapman in particular laid on the bare ground while spreading his arms and legs freely.
The only one still standing was Laurence.
"You all shouldn't get too comfortable. Another monster might come for us." He warned while he jumped up a tree to scout.