59. The Chase

There was a moment of silence. The air felt particularly heavier all of a sudden. In an instant, it increased Sylvester's mental burden.

Gabriel backed his steps slowly as he found no mercy or guilt in Sylvester's eyes. Those eyes didn't belong to a sane man, so all his mind told him was to leave—so he ran.

"Fuck!" Sylvester threw Romel's body aside and ordered Miraj. "Chonky, eat!"

Miraj hated eating flesh because it was one of the things that never came back out, but he didn't argue and quickly used his ability and vanished the dead body in his bottomless belly. Then he jumped on Sylvester's shoulder, who was already running behind Gabriel.

"I was working to sneak and change your blood sample in the arena, Maxy." Miraj clarified quickly.

Sylvester gritted his teeth. If that was the case, then he couldn't argue. "There won't be a test if Gabriel reaches the venue first."