Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 508

**TITLE: Doomsday Rebirth 508**
**Chapter 508: Hunt in the Dark**

“Relax, Tyler. I promise, your secrets are safe with me.” Denton gestured playfully, mimicking the motion of zipping his lips shut.

As he spoke, Nelson brushed past them, clutching something tightly in his hands, clearly uninterested in engaging in any conversation.

It was only then that Tyler exhaled deeply, a wave of tension releasing from his shoulders.

Yet, amidst his brief moment of relief, he neglected to remember one crucial detail—Jet.

At that very moment, Jet’s tiny, glimmering eyes sparkled with excitement as he surveyed the lively throng of two-legged beings bustling about beneath him.

With a swift flap of his wings, he darted through the open window, eager to share the juicy tidbits of gossip he had just witnessed. It was time to alert Biscuit and the two mutant trees—there was no time to lose.

Once the thrill of the day faded, Tyler decided to retreat into the solace of his room for the night.

Inside, he opened his palm, feeling a sharp sting radiate from the center. A faint mark was visible where his nail had broken the skin, and he couldn’t help but grimace. Had he truly been that anxious earlier? The realization came as a surprise; he had hardly noticed the tension building within him.

Meanwhile, Caroline guided her horse, Raven, deeper into the mountains, deliberately avoiding the downhill path.

Her curiosity piqued, she yearned to discover whether the inner forest harbored more formidable mutated creatures. Perhaps she could capture one during a skirmish to test her ranch theory.

For over an hour, she rode, pushing onward, further into the wilderness.

As the sky darkened, the oppressive heat of the night clung to her like a heavy blanket.

Just days ago, fresh blades of grass had dared to peek through the soil here, but now, everything lay parched and withered, reduced to mere husks.

Along her path, Caroline spotted a few small animal carcasses, remnants of life that once thrived in this now desolate landscape. As she approached the pool where the giant fish used to swim, her heart raced at the sight of countless glowing eyes peering at her from the shadows, animals vigilantly guarding the scant water that remained.

Fortunately, they appeared to be peaceful creatures, akin to the herd that Denton had managed to bring down earlier.

This section of the mountain was still somewhat manageable; the streams had yet to completely dry up.

But Caroline knew that Cides would not be so fortunate.

Observing the state of the land, she surmised that the refugee shelters must already be struggling, suffering the consequences after just two days of relentless heat.

Determined, she pressed on, climbing higher and higher, inching closer to the mountain’s peak.

Then, she spotted them—a pair of blood-red eyes glinting in the darkness.

As the creature noticed her and Raven, it slithered out from its lair, its gaze fixed upon them, radiating hostility.

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