Eloise Torres moved quickly, and William Cole was surprised to find that her physical strength was amazingly robust.
She was completely different from the Eloise Torres he knew before, one with burst blood vessels and heart disease.
"What's going on? How did she become so strong?"
William followed behind her, quite astonished.
Just then, Eloise Torres had left the town and stepped into the snow ahead, following the blood on the ground.
William, following behind, silently picked up a handful of snow and looked at it, frowning slightly, "The smell is wrong; this isn't human blood."
"It's the blood of some animal. If it were human, they would have died long ago from running this far after being shot and losing so much fresh blood."
"Did someone intentionally use fresh blood to lure Eloise Torres out?"
William's expression darkened slightly.
Before him, the figure of Eloise Torres was gradually disappearing from view.