C35 Death.

ZIONs POV...

While I take cover under a large tree, I press my back flush against the tree trunk with a vicious snarl escaping past my cold lips.

As I walked out of the cave in search of some fire branches, a high tech drone with heat sensory and a wide range of distance sensory was heading in my direction. I had to use my whip blade to cover my footprints through the thick snow