Blood sprayed out from inside the chest cavity.
The head flew high into the air.
A thud.
The hunter from the 'Erosion Society' fell to the ground, dead.
As the opponent died, the strength left the leather rope instantly, and the net scattered, allowing Peters to easily break free from his restraints.
"Jason!"
The swordsman from 'Cat Hole' looked gratefully at Jason.
But Jason was bent over, searching for spoils of war.
He had come here to find the 'Cat Hole' swordsman, to see if he could get information about the 'Erosion Society' from him.
And now?
He had an even more direct method.
On the 'Erosion Society' hunter's body were three different scents of varying concentration!
And, there was no food to be found on his body.
Clearly, these scents of food the man carried must have come from other members of the 'Erosion Society'.
What's more, one of the scents was not far from here.
Jason stood up and headed towards the nearest scent.
