Raised From The Wild-Chapter 252: He Is Coming For Me

"Let us hurry up," Amaya said with urgency.

Marx looked at her with worry. He hasn’t seen Amaya show fear for a long time. What did the howl mean to scare her like this? He tugged the rope on Apollo’s neck and the horse sped up. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Amaya took out another sachet of herbs from her pocket. She ripped it open and threw the dried leaves on the forest floor. She hoped that the strong odor would mask and hide their scents and throw the beast off track.

At sunset, they finally reached the foot of the mountain.

Several streams converged and formed a river at the foot of the mountain. The river was more than ten meters wide. Marx calculated that they would need thirty minutes to go to where a land mass joined Mount Janai and Mount Paraiso if they wanted to avoid the river.

"Aya, do you think the horses can ford the river?" Marx asked. He was not adept about these matters and referred them to the expert.

Amaya studied the river and then pointed to a rocky part in the distance.

"We can cross over there. The water is shallow enough for the horses to cross." She led Artemis into the water and let her walk several meters downstream. The water beside the bank was shallow enough for the horses to tread on.

Marx and Vasquez silently followed. They understood her intention. If there was a beast following them that could track their scents then the beast would be led astray.

The river was flowing westward. From their location, they have a glimpse of the fiery ball of fire that was descending on the horizon. The sky was splashed with an assortment of shades of red, orange, and yellow. The sun seemed to be sending its warmth through the yellow hue that extended from the reddish orb and traveled through the waters of the river that the horses were trodding.

"It is amazing that we could witness a beautiful sunset in the middle of this mountain range," Amaya said breathlessly. She was an avid fan of sunrises and sunsets. She had watched plenty of them back on the island together with her Daddy Ibrahim. Every one of them was spectacular.

Before Marx could reply, they heard another howl. This time it was closer and the howl sounded more eerie than the previous one. Marx looked even more worried.

Their horses trodded along the riverbank. When they reached the rocky portion before water fell over a two-meter drop forming a white frothy cascade, they let the horses cross to the other side of the riverbank.

They continued to travel on horses following the river. It would be twilight soon and the three tacitly agreed that the safest place for them would be their current route. The trio looked back to quickly enjoy the beautiful waterfalls that reflected the myriad colors of the sunset.

Before the last rays of the sun disappeared, they found a good place to set camp for the night. With the remaining dim light, the three of them set up a bonfire and their tents.

In a blink, darkness enveloped the entire mountain range. At the same time, the sounds of different nocturnal animals turned the forest into a musical theater.

Marx took out two packs of ready-to-eat meals, the type used by the military when they were on a mission or in training. He heated them on the bonfire before passing one to Amaya.

They had been rushing to escape Mount Paraiso that they did not have time to eat and the three of them were hungry. Amaya finished her food quickly because she wanted to tend to the three young animals that she rescued.

Since they had settled down, Amaya took out the emergency kit she had from her backpack and applied medicine to the wounds of the spider children and the cub. She took them out and placed them side by side on the ground beside her tent.

While Amaya was busy with the animals, Marx and Vasquez worked together to put up a defense system around their camp. They placed sensors eight meters from their tents. Once any of the sensors sense motion within five meters, it will give off a sound that would be detrimental to animals. It would also activate laser beams that could harm whatever or whoever was in the beam’s path.

Marx took a device that looked like a crystal ball from his backpack. He flicked on the red switch before putting it on the ground beside Amaya’s tent. An energy shield with a radius of two meters was activated.

"I activated an energy field. Nothing should be able to come in within the two-meter radius." He paused, before adding. "Sadly, nothing from the inside could also come out."

"Sounds fair enough," Amaya uttered matter-of-factly. "Is this device a product of your company Marx?" Amaya was curious.

"This is not yet in the market. This is under beta testing and I hope that it will prove its usefulness tonight."

Amaya took a sedative from her medicine pouch and fed the three animals. They might wake up and might be accidentally hurt if they touch the energy field.

"Aya, what do you intend to do with the human spiders? The cub is fine but it will be difficult to hide these two creatures."

Amaya frowned. She understood what Marx was driving at. But if she abandoned the two creatures, they would definitely die. The image of two pitiful black eyes that begged her to save her brother came to her mind.

"The spiders are still small. My backpack is half empty. I can place them there and cover them with herbs. I can carry the cub in my arms."

Marx was about to object. He wanted Amaya to leave the spiders in the forest. But when she looked at him with those pleading eyes, his resolve melted. He could only sigh and help her cover it up.

"Boss, aren’t we courting death if we bring that out?" Vasquez asked worriedly.

"Just think of them as the Heart of the Galaxy that you stole from Chaneya two years ago." Marx retorted.

Vasquez was silent. He had nothing to say.

"He stole the Heart of the Galaxy?" Amaya asked in surprise. As a designer, she loved to look at the work of famous jewelry designers and came across the stolen necklace made from a rare red diamond.

"I stole it with the help of an expert. I just returned it to the rightful owner." Vasquez mumbled feeling wronged.

A howl coming from the other side of the river drowned the sounds of the chirping crickets.

Amaya trembled. She snuggled close to Marx and whispered in a scared voice.

"He is coming for me. Marx!"