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Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
This sound was almost constant, heard many times over the days of flight by the one with the serpentine skeleton mask.
She knew it was the sound of that youth's footsteps on the ground.
It was the collision of the flesh body with the earth, the sound of pure force striking the ground.
The earth as a drum, the feet as hammers.
With every step, a resonating thump—never ceasing!
When she heard this sound, it meant that the youth was drawing close once again.
His footsteps on the soil of Yang Country had created a series of small pits, forming a long trail from the outskirts of Sunshine County, stretching all the way to here in Chiwei Prefecture.
The one with the serpentine skeleton mask had to admit, it was a challenging path.
Jiang Wang's persistence moved her.
The hatred evident in that persistence made her fear!
She would never allow anyone to see her fear, so she stood up.
