Kyle followed Samson, and for once, he was allowed to walk on his own.
Although, after about an hour of running, he wished that wasn't the case.
'I haven't eaten anything in a while. I'm fucking starving!'
Sure, Kyle had some breakfast, but it was just "normal" food.
"Wait!" Kyle shouted as he suddenly stopped running.
Samson looked at him for a bit.
"Smell good," Kyle said, pointing in a direction.
When Samson saw the direction Kyle was pointing to, he frowned. "Don't ever go there," Samson said.
"Why?"
"That's the territory of the Great Anaconda," Samson explained. "It's the strongest beast in the surroundings. It has already become a Ferocious Beast."
"Ferocious Beast?" Kyle asked. He knew what beast meant, but he hadn't heard that other word before.
"It's what we call the Second Realm of beasts," Samson answered.
"Second... Realm?" Kyle repeated.
"I'll tell you later. Follow me," Samson answered as he continued running.
Kyle kept his urge to ask more questions in check and just followed Samson.
The two of them kept following the trail of destruction, which became thinner the more they ran.
Eventually, they reached its end.
The trees were healthy, and only a bit of withered grass remained.
"Tar Golems are not natural," Samson explained. "They are man-made. Someone must have put it here. This is not our first run-in with a Tar Golem, but we never managed to find the source."
Samson pointed at the grass. "It only starts attacking trees after about three days, and the grass recovers very quickly. Finding the origin of a Tar Golem is very difficult."
"You can smell it, right?" Samson asked, pointing at his nose.
Kyle only got half of it, but he understood that he should sniff out where the Tar Golem came from.
"I smell," Kyle said with a nod.
Then, he walked forward and sniffed the surroundings.
His eyes became a bit teary again as he actively tried to smell the stench.
Kyle followed the stench.
After walking for 30 minutes, all the grass had already recovered, and there was no sign of the Tar Golem's presence anymore.
Yet, the smell was still very clear to Kyle.
Another 30 minutes later, even Kyle had difficulties smelling the stench.
'Doesn't matter how embarrassing it is! I got a job to do!' Kyle thought as he went on all fours to smell the ground.
As he sniffed the grass, his eyes started to tear up again.
Samson watched Kyle without a comment, keeping an eye on the surroundings.
Yet, the more they kept advancing, the more nervous Samson became.
They were getting awfully close to the Great Anaconda's territory.
'Is he just following the good scent?' Samson thought as he looked at Kyle.
Then, he saw Kyle's face scrunching up in disgust and his eyes tearing.
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