[b]They might be able to smell him, but so far they couldn't see him. He carefully and quietly maneuvered around the ring in the brush, occasionally leaving torn pieces of his shirt, which he covered in armpit sweat, behind him to drag the monsters away should they look for the man. As he went around, he paused just within sprinting distance from the gate, stopping and waiting for an opportune moment to sneak through and avoid violence. [/b]