Hanzo healed the pup up with a few Health Capsules. In only a minute or so, Spen was up and kicking like nothing ever happened to him.
Hanzo looked at Malon afterward: "Let's go." He said as Malon immediately nodded.
"Go, Spen!" Hanzo shouted as the dog sprinted toward Rock Saelfine, disappearing from time to time and leaping grand distances in mere seconds.
Hanzo and Malon got on the flying jetski, zooming after the dog with determined expressions.
'I won't let them be sold into slavery... I can't.' Hanzo said, gritting his teeth.
It was a complicated subject...
Of course, there was also a logical side to it that Hanzo usually listened to.
Thinking logically, trying to save Noa and the others was an impossible mission that would only lead to Hanzo and his group's downfall.
But... at the heat of the most important moments, logic wasn't what made legends.
