Thump-Thump
The sound of running feet intensified as Anon attempted to pinpoint the source. The noise seemed to dart from one direction to another, leaving him momentarily bewildered.
"It's coming from the north... No, it's from the east... No, it keeps changing direction. How is it moving so fast?" Anon pondered, his mind racing as he tried to anticipate the next move.
"Master, the direction of the footsteps..." Mike looked at Anon as he tried to tell Anon the exact same thing.
"I know. Just keep an eye on the boy," Anon ordered, his voice firm and unwavering.
"Yes, Sir," Mike acknowledged, his sharp vampire senses alert for any sign of danger.
"It's getting closer. I have to figure out its location. 70 meters left... 60 meters... 50 meters... 40 meters... 30 meters..." An intense expression appeared on Anon's face as he closed his eyes and focused on the environment around him.