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Every movement felt like a race against time, as they had no idea when the enemy would strike again.
They made their way toward the nearby mountains. Along the journey, each person was on high alert, their eyes scanning the surroundings like radar.
Every rustle of the wind sent their nerves into overdrive, muscles tensing involuntarily, ready to respond to any potential danger.
The afternoon dragged on in this tense atmosphere. Even the sunlight seemed affected by the unease, becoming lazy and sluggish, stretching the light into long shadows.
Their silhouettes darted rapidly in the light, like a group of frightened ghosts fleeing across the earth, adding an eerie touch to the tense scene.
The air around them felt as if it had solidified, with only their hurried breaths and heavy footsteps echoing through the mountains, sounding like a symphony on the edge of death.
Just as they hurried toward the mountains, a sudden flurry of wings filled the sky. Like dark clouds blocking out the sun, a group of Flying Ability Users swiftly surrounded them.
Among them, Luo Hong and You Yi stood out prominently. Luo Hong's eyes were as dark as ink, his gaze filled with malice. The Crow Ability he possessed seemed to merge him with the shadows, emanating an ominous aura.
You Yi was agile and swift, like a drawn sword. His Falcon Ability allowed him to move through the air with incredible speed.
Luo Hong looked at Jiang Ming, a mocking smile curling at his lips. With a sardonic tone, he said, "Jiang Ming, we meet again. I never expected you would become my prisoner. I suppose you didn't foresee this day either."
Jiang Ming scoffed, his eyes brimming with disdain. "Indeed, I never thought I would be ambushed by someone as despicable as you. Who bought you off? Let me guess—was it your little mistress from Kyoto?" His words struck at Luo Hong like arrows.
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