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Of all the feminine warriors of the tree wolves pack which ambushed them in the woods, the only ones who managed to keep their feet in the living world were just three in number: the one with the evergreen eyes who seemed to be the leader, and two others who had satin grey eyes and topaz blue eyes respectively.

But their faces were still tied and covers with their dark clothes, and they still seemed unconscious, their heads wee buried to the ground, while they were tied to some trees in the woods.

"Are you alright..?", Richard asked as he walked over to Luke who sat on the ground, bleeding blood from a small cut on his face.

He looked at Richard, and in a matter of seconds, the small cut opened up in size and then slowly began to close up as a drop of blood still remained on his face.

"Yes, I'm fine..", he replied as he used his middle finger to clean off the little blood on his face, and then he tried pushing himself up from the ground, but somehow his strength failed him for a bi