Nevjuul was working hard at controlling the beast. It smelled food and wanted to eat, yet it could not see. It had ideas of its own, ideas that Nevjuul couldn't control.
Through the Brack's Sensory Feelings he could see that the Ancient Creatures were going through the tunnels.
The tunnel was big enough for only the Brack, but it had a small path right to the side. If the Brack could roll over, the creatures would be smashed under it's weight. The Brack was very long, and the creatures would have to walk for another thirty minutes to get to the end of it.
Roll to the side! Nevjuul shouted.
"The creature is rolling!" shouted Blarg.
"We have to get out of here!" they all shouted, but the Brack was closing in on them and there was no escape.
"Run! Hurry! Before it closes up!" Xan shouted, for he had spotted something... there was a crack in the tunnel wall, only a few meters in front of him.
The Brack was on them... only a few more steps to the crack, but how could they make it?!
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