The Sargent lets out a sigh feeling so relieved when the huge tiger naga without noticing him and his injured comrade. He hopes the other comrades have also took cover when they say her. The Sargent quietly heads through the jungle. Its so thick there he could be 10 feet away from another soldier and never know it. Its hard going carrying the injured solider but he knows his comrade would not last five minute in the jungle if he didn't. He hopes to get to the top of the hillside soon. He knows the best vantage point is the high ground. He comes to a cross section of the trails left by the nagas. He curses his luck. He is going to have to trust his luck to find the right trail. The nagas are too close for him to dare contacting the others but he knows the other six soldier will follow their orders and keep hunting for the nagas lair..