Claudia growled at Luke, "Where's Hodge? What did you do with him?"
Her tone was much fiercer than before, but Luke could hear a lack of confidence.
Hodge was much more difficult to deal with than she was.
Hodge's ability to transform sand rendered physical attacks ineffective, and it seemed he could also burrow into the ground.
If Hodge really wanted to run, it would be hard for Luke to catch him.
Luke wasn't interested in answering the question. He simply stepped forward silently and drew out the knives that he hadn't used in a long time.
The two black and gray knives spun in his hands.
Claudia couldn't help but slowly retreat.
She didn't understand why this person wasn't affected by her poison.
Judging from the wound on his chest, he was indeed made of flesh and blood, and wasn't a unique presence like her and Hodge.
