The pair of guardians wasted no time in leaving the sanctuary that was a breeding farm. The guardians were led by a powerful shifter, a black towering jaguar, which was a lot faster than any of them could have expected.
Together, the trio blurred through the woods in pursuit of the two princes.
Because of the nature of the Air Battle Arts, the large jaguar found that it had to hold back on running full speed while the phoenixes gradually clocked higher speeds, like gentle winds building up for a heavy storm.
Hardly a kilometre from the sanctuary, Brandon yelled out, "Wait…"
No one stopped.
Instead, Conrad turned to him, slightly irritated and lent a listening ear.
Brandon explained further, "Something happened to Gray."
"What!" Conrad broke his speed, slowing to a jog. The five-foot jaguar slowed down as well, seamlessly falling beside them in a gentle trot… "What happened…"
"Well…"
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