Flight

Deciding that you might be able to sneak away, you retrieve your knife, and then began to crawl away, as quickly and as quietly as you possibly can. However after sever hundred meters of dragging your broken body through the forest you hear the trampling of feet fast approaching behind you, and to your dismay you see the whole pack of dog men following up your trail, sniffing the air as they go.

What must be their leader approaches you, punches you square in the mouth, making your lips numb, and then scoops you up and the group begins again back the way you came. It doesn't take them long, with their long striding gait, to get back to their camp. They throw you directly back where you were only hours before.