The troop dispersed in all directions.
They began to search for traces of the white-tailed cat race.
The aerial units were fast, and flat plains surrounded them. Richard thought they could track them down very quickly.
But unexpectedly. the search area expanded from 10 kilometers to 20 kilometers and 30 kilometers in the last 50 kilometers.
The white-tailed cat race seemed to have disappeared into thin air, and there was no trace of them.
Richard waited for news at the base of the white-tailed cat race and lost his thoughts.
The fatty meat in his mouth flew away.
They transferred together the old, weak, sick, and disabled since they left in a hurry. How could there be no traces left?
He did a second search in the village as he thought.
A detail made his heart skip a beat after he looked through most of the houses and buildings.
