Logan began scaling the side of the mountain.
Although not smooth sailing, his progress was steady. But halfway through, he stopped.
He thought he heard something—a soft, harmless squeak.
At first, he thought it was a mouse. Though after pondering for a while, he deemed it impossible for a rat to be scaling the stiff wall of a mountain.
'Must be my imagination,' Logan thought as he decided to continue his journey.
Yet another squeak sounded again, making him pause in his ascent.
It was then that he saw a flying squirrel hovering several meters above him.
"You…" Logan's eyes widened in shock, recognizing this flying squirrel.
It was the same beast that attacked him with lightning bolts a few days ago.
Realizing his plan might've been compromised, Logan had to quickly decide between two options.
Hurry down from the mountain to escape, or continue climbing as fast as he could to infiltrate the fortress.
This internal battle only lasted for three seconds in his head.
