บท 118: Impulsive hunt

In the middle of the forest, towards the border of Vista Boulevard, a giant black carriage was halted. Drakos stretched himself as Vincent got down. "I hope they are still here," Drakos remarked to which Vincent did not reply anything. He simply pulled his gloves snugly on his hand. Drakos looked at the dark thicket in front of him, "I'm back you mutts! Come out for some play." 

The moment turned to Vincent he realised the Mafia king was gone. Vincent had disappeared into the forest so fast Drakos was barely able to find his tracks.