Elsewhere, the mercenary Old Five had already found the spot where the mother bear had died.
Looking at the blood scattered over the ground, Old Five slowly crouched down.
Quite some time had passed, so the blood on the ground had grown somewhat sticky. He kept touching it with his fingers, then sniffing it carefully.
He repeated this until he reached a relatively fresh pool of blood, then stopped.
"Human blood?"
Old Six had the ability to undergo mud Elementalization, so he would not have been injured when the Ghost Bear grabbed him.
No one had been injured in the earlier battle here, so this blood had very likely been left by Old Seven.
"Old Seven was wounded by Old Six? Why would those two fight here?"
While the mercenary Old Five was puzzling over this, Old Six came toward him, supporting Old Seven.
Old Seven was clutching her stomach, the white gauze already stained red with blood. Old Five immediately asked:
"What happened to you two? How did she get hurt?"
Old Six scratched his head sheepishly.
"Sorry, Fifth Brother. I had an episode back then. I wounded her."
"What the fuck is wrong with you this time?" Old Five was somewhat angry.
But the wounded Old Seven spoke up then, playing peacemaker.
"Forget it, Fifth Brother. This wasn't Old Six's fault either."
"Then tell me what happened."
Clutching her abdomen with an apprehensive expression, Old Seven thought for a while before slowly saying:
"I think we see illusions in this jungle..."
"Illusions?"
"Yes. Old Six saw an illusion too. He mistook me for someone else, which was why he fired."
Old Five's expression eased somewhat after hearing Old Seven's explanation.
"Then let's go. We'll head back and treat your wound."
"Wait, Fifth Brother. We can't get out unless