Bab 239: Chapter Two Hundred Thirty Nine

Thorrin rushed through the forest beyond the capital of Lycaon, keeping track of all the major rogue general signatures in his mind. As it seemed, the rogue king had split his forces into platoons and spread them around the capital to spread the attention of the hunters. Taking calculated routes with the Thunderclap on his tail, the two men rushed through the scores of rogues bringing down as many as they could that stood in their way.