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Seconds, Minutes or had it been hours? That was one of the few fleeting thoughts that barely traced across the beasts primitave mind. The labyrinth seemed to just go on and on. But everything was distorted and altered from his perspective. the wound from the spike by now had healed giving him back his full range of motion, not that he had noticed in the first place. Pain would have just fueled his rage and now he was stuck at a four way intersection.

The beast stopped as he looked down each direction once sniffing the ground unsure which way to go, It let out a small snort then inhaled deeply. What followed next was a long Howl drawn out a cry looking for some reply of any sorts. The beast stood their for a moment. His ears Perked up as he listened intently for some sort of reply not that one would come but he could hope.