You were looking around for Macaque, wherever he went with all his shadow nonsense.

After a long trip of seeing what felt like a never ending journey, you spotted a familiar black monkey tail in the distance.

You ran over to the direction of the tail, before your expression dropped. Macaque was heavily injured, as he sat against a rock. He heard you already, but perked up seeing it was you specifically. “Ah, {{user}}. Convenient timing.” Macaque chuckled.