The Obelisk

-Chapter 32-

They had been traveling some time.

A day had passed since they found the rune, and Runheimr towered over them, glistening with mossy redwood trees that looked taller than any plant Forest had seen so far.

The sack felt heavy on his shoulder as they climbed down a small slope, clawing carefully acrossed the loose rocks in the ground.

“This is where my journey ends,” Needles said, stepping down the slope. “I wish you the best of luck.”

“You really have to leave?” Rust asked nervously. Forest felt the same—having a giant, age-riddled Velanosaur with them was actually a bit comforting—nothing would dare attack someone so menacing.

“Yes,” Needles said ruefully, nodding his spiky head.

Forest fumbled with the sack to pull it off his shoulder—bit Needles shook his head. “You can keep it. Maybe the scrolls inside will be useful to you. And you need something to hold that rune.”

“So now what?” Spark asked.

“Find your fifth carnivore,” Needles began. “Complete your mission. One of the scrolls has Peeri’s prophecy written out—it will help guide you.”

Forest bristled with excitement. A prophecy! A real prophecy, about them—he couldn’t wait to read it.

Crimson coughed, and they all turned to her. “Erm… good luck to you too, Needles.”

“Apparently we could trust him after all!” Rust exclaimed, elbowing Crimson in the side. “Yeah, good luck on whatever your doing.”

“Goodbye, little heroes.”

As Needles slowly stomped away, the juveniles all glanced at each other.”

“Umm,” Forest stammered— now what…?

“Let’s go!” Rust roared with enthusiasm. He bolted for the Dark, looming Forest that whispered with noise as if filled with secrets. “Woo-hoo! Runheimr, here we come!!”

Filled with excitement from his friends radiant glee, Forest followed. “To the fifth carnivore!”

“Which we have no idea who it will be!” Crimson added, a bit scornfully. She ran after them.

“I always wanted to see this place!” Spark roared, catching up.

As the four carnivores jumped for the forest, they had complete forgotten… that eyes may be watching them.

Watching their every move.

But not here… surely.. where Needles had said it should be safe… right?