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Treachery
His voice dampened and, without even batting an eye, Creed uttered.
"I've found her…."
The moment he said the words, everyone felt a burst of spark jolting through their blood vessels. A rush of adrenaline took over their muscles. Even if this was a false alarm from Creed's side, they had to take this seriously.
This time, Creed had no concerns for the formation they were following. His mind was constantly ringing bells that recorder his priorities in a fraction of a second. His leg pushed against the ground, and he blasted forwards.
The wriggling of the worms, the rustling of the leaves, a gust of air echoing through the bushes... sequence sounds began to invade his eardrums while forging a rigorous territorial blueprint in front of his eyes. Creed's percep
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