Chapter 147: Your Words Shall Not Be Forgotten
~ Third Person's Point of View ~
~ Flashback ~
Horses were screaming and halted from striding in front of the cave. One of the guards raised the torch he was holding to see if someone is hiding on it.
Bit by bit, the guard went closer to the crater.
Until Belor run off and pushed the torch away. "We found him! He's here, your majesty! He ran to the East! Yaah!"
The old man runs as fast as he can but he knows that horses are one of the best adventurers. "Yaah! Don't let him escape again!" Danaya came out from nowhere with Ibrah. They are riding as if they were being chased by the wolves.
"Run Belor, run! Since you have nowhere to go!" Danaya exclaimed as she was grinning. All of them are cackling while the old man continued to stay distant.
Unfortunately, he was fumbled and fell into the ground. His feet was unbearable that made him crawl.