An hour and forty minutes after being attacked by the assassin from earlier, Vicente was several kilometers away from Millfall, but he wasn't moving now.
After reaching the outermost part of the Rocky Gorge, he stopped on one of the many hills in the area and camouflaged himself, hiding his aura and positioning himself in a spot with a great view.
There he lay with a long-range rifle in front of him, facing west.
'Now, all I have to do is wait.' He thought as he looked to his right and then to his left and saw two other rifles of the same caliber as the one he had a finger on the trigger.
The other rifles were pointed in the same direction, not far from where he was standing.
Meanwhile, Vice had a smile on his face, waiting for his enemies to fall into his trap.
Vicente had let Millfall run through the local streets, using the shadows of the buildings to move. But it wasn't an excellent way to escape compared to his current abilities.
