220 The Wait 2

With Si Lan in his arm, Garen dashed through the field with increasing speed, looking for Dale Quicksilver following anywhere that had any signs of fighting.

Four encounters, plenty of followers of the Clown King, but no sign of Dale Quicksilver and White Eagle. They ran for another few hundred meters in the fog, and finally heard some grunting coming from the front.

They approached the sound and greeted with the sight of White Eagle fighting with a clown in red.

White Eagle held a white blade that was glowing some quivering black runes. His face was tense, veins popped, he basically looked like a savage. Even with that, he was quickly losing his ground against the clown.

Dale Quicksilver aimed his gun at the ones fighting but didn’t dare to shoot. They were both so quick in their movements it was impossible to aim.