Both Dak and the unknown Lost One in front of him seemed to have added their abilities to agility.
In a flash, the two ran hundreds of meters away.
By the time Wolfya reacted, he could no longer hear the two men except for Dark's faint shouts and sporadic gunshots.
"This Dak has never been cautious and likes taking risks. Well, let's chase him." Wolfya sighed, raised his "Northern Bear" pistol, fired a few more shots at the headless bodies of the "heartless people" who were still squirming and struggling on the ground, and then ran after them along the footprints.
As he chased deeper into the woods, Dak realized that the icy air around him was blowing more and more intensely, and the dark bare branches were becoming more and more dense. They were baring their fangs, with twisted bodies and ugly faces, and they looked more and more like the evil bodies struggling to crawl out of the underworld because of the suffering.
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