Dalis could think of a million activities that were fun, being chased by an angry swam of bugs did not make that list.

All the more for a swarm of flying insects, it was practically impossible to get away from them, wherever they ran or tried to hide, there were always a few annoying scouts that managed to spot them and rekindle the chase.

Dalis and Siara were buckled over, with their hands on their knees as they panted and tried to catch their breath during a short window of rest they managed to obtain.

They were hiding inside an old store that used to have a series of glass panels in the front, though more than half of them were broken, as for the store it was completely empty, it had definitely been raid for its supplies at some point.

Drops of sweat dripped from Dalis’s chin as he peeked outside, only to see at least fifty dragonflies hovering around, inspecting every little chip in the walls, as if they could hide in something so small.

Dalis inched forward, just a small lit