Saint Jaramillo felt a cold sweat break out on his back.
Someone had actually managed to approach him from behind, and he was completely unaware of it. What was even more terrifying was that he had just carelessly exposed his undefended back to the attacker in his panic.
He turned around in alarm, only to see a black shadow flit by like a ghost in the residual light of the flashlight, instantly leaping over a nearby wall.
Shawn Boyd and the others quickly shone their flashlights in pursuit, but they only managed to illuminate the wall.
The assailant had completely vanished without a trace.
Shawn Boyd and the rest hastily stepped forward and leapt up, standing atop the wall, but the attacker was nowhere to be seen.
"No need to chase!"
Saint Jaramillo spoke up, stopping Shawn Boyd and the others who were preparing to track the assailant, and called out, "Many thanks to the honorable one for showing mercy!"
