Chương 195: Worse

The first thing that registered to Ned was the hunter's uncoordinated movements. The saber guy moved with his hands in unison with his feet for every step: left hand; left foot. Right hand; right foot. He moved like a robot or a puppet. Yet his movements weren't dull, too agile even if being controlled. The control was a mastery. The control must be recent. If so, he must be near.

Ned swept his eyes, massive trees, grasses as high as their chest, Ned heard a river flowing to his right, leaves falling, and arrows of sunlight bathed the forest.

For a moment, the surrounding went eerily quiet.

The silence broke as the first wind blew from the East at the same time the saber guy went dashing toward Ned.