Danger!

"What do you mean. I did not see the body flinch when I picked it up. Dead bodies don't flinch. Maybe it was the accumulated fatigue that affected your judgement.

I would understand too, nobody wants to be in the shoes that we are currently in, but the good news is that the storm is finally over and we can resume with our lives peacefully." Otto said, as he dismissed the possibility that the elf was alive.

"No. this cant be fake. I truly saw the body move. If the elf is suddenly alive, we can't just leave it inside the dungeon.

So, nobody saw the body move?" Marat asked with a worried expression.

She looked at the remaining members of the group but they all shook their head indicating that they did not catch sight of the body flinching.

Although the rest of them did not catch site of what happened, Lazar actually did.

Lazar clearly saw the supposed corpse move even when Gunt threw it to the ground but he did not say anything.

He confirmed again when the body was picked up that it was possibly alive when the body was picked up by Otto. He clearly as bright as day saw the body move.

But he had no intention of saying anything or being a second witness to what happened.

There was no way that he was going to return the golden knife to the body after he had kept it for himself.

The grouped had agreed that the elf was dead and it would be better if the elf was truly dead or died again.

Elves usually brought trouble. It was a common thing that was known all round. They were known for their pride and their strength. The mere fact that they rough handled the body of the elf could put them in trouble if the elf was actually alive, which the elf was.

" Marat, this elf issue has been resolved. Let us leave this vicinity. It would not be nice if we were spotted around this dungeon. We have to erase our presence from this environment." Lazar said, in an attempt for them to quickly leave the place.

If the body was truly alive then it would be trouble if the body was a 3-5 star mage. Elves went for the mage path all the time, so if the elf was a high star mage, then clearing the dungeon in under 10 minutes was not farfetched.

Because of such a possibility, the faster they left that place the better for them.

"Lazar is right, we have to leave this area. We have lingered for too long. Let us go back to our base." Efe said, as he looked at Marat who was looking at the portal.

"Don't even think of going into the portal Marat. We would not follow suite and save you.

You don't know the possible number of monsters that are in the dungeon, so it is best if you just gave up on the matter." Otto said in a frustrated voice.

The group was really getting tense by what Marat was doing.

Marat looked around her and found the disapproval amongst the face of her team members. She sighed "Fine. Let us leave this place."

The group then hurriedly left the place and removed all physical evidence of them being there.

…

Back in the lowest ranked dungeon.

Tim was confused. Why was he wrapped tightly in a cloth. It did not make sense to him, the last thing he knew of his physical body was it being on the tree.

How did his physical body move from being on the top of the tree to being slammed twice to the ground with him being tied up.

He retraced his short term memory of him being on the tree and remembered that there was a group of people that were getting close to his location before he was killed.

'Did they do this to me?' Tim asked himself.

It was a possibility that it was the group that carried him and wrapped him in some cloth.

'But why would they do this to me?' Tim tried to rationalize the behavior of the people that found him.

He had no idea of what race they were, all he knew that the people that possibly did this to him were like adventures or hunters.

He retraced the memories of the elf that he inherited and came to patched up conclusion on why they would have wrapped him up.

He patched together that the group that met him were either humans or dark elves. Either of the two found him then out of respect or fear for the elven people wrapped him up to bury him.

He knew that other races either feared the elves or respected them. That was the conclusion that he could make up at that point.

He was still wrapped up in cloth tightly, so he struggled then began to roll himself on the ground in an attempt to unwrap himself.

After struggling for like 5 minutes, he managed to unwrap himself.

He looked around and it seemed like he was in an altered world or was it just his eyes that were just seeing things.

The place he was in now was nothing like in the forest that he died in.

One thing for sure was that the sky was red.

Why the sky was red he did not know. The sky was red and he could feel multiple eyes stare at him. he could not feel this when he was back at the top of the tree, but he felt it.

Multiple eyes were staring at him, as if he was prey. A shiver ran down his spine.

'Where am I?' he asked himself. This was no game for Tim, he knew that whatever was staring at him was dangerous.

He wanted to stand up from the ground and run, but it did not sit well with him to turn his back to the unknown and start running. That was what a predator would want.

This was the thrill he was looking for, Danger. He was not going to run from the thrill, the danger.

So he grinned and said" System status."