Regrouping
*Whoosh!~*
Davis and Lereza's figures were like a meteor tearing through the sky. Their figures were covered by a layer of fabric that kept tearing apart in their advance. They left a trace of their movements, but the tear was so small that it kept quickly stitching itself back.
Davis had just finished informing Evelynn that he was safe through the messaging talisman he shared with her when he heard Lereza's voice.
"No, he's not onto us."
"That retarded tamer-" Davis clenched his teeth, "He retreated instead of giving chase."
It had been more than half a minute since Davis left, but there was no sign of Wicked Tamer Jaxon Harrow. This made him believe that this crazy person was not crazy at all. He knew when to attack and when to leave.