His speed increased by another notch as he bolted deeper into the mountain range.
"Boss, that kid is picking up the pace. Could he have noticed us?" the scarred-faced brute shouted.
"So what if he did? The brat's only at Spirit-Entering Stage 2—he's already in the palm of our hand. He can't run!" The bald brute flashed a ruthless grin.
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