Pain was all Mike knew as he crashed through the forest, not even sure if he was heading in the right direction. From all sides, the roars of beasts closed in. His consciousness was a hazy fog; only instinct drove him forward. He’d been running for what felt like an eternity, ever since the roars had first forced him to flee. He’d had just enough time to yank his mangled hatchet from the Apex’s eye socket before burning the last of his cosmic
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