Chapter 117- A Tracking Expert.

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Three bullets out of Charlie's gun hit the last of the trio, right in the skull. As if mocking him, Charlie had shot the bullets in a way that they formed a triangle.

Charlie snickered and looked at Wilson.

"Sh*t!" He cursed. Wilson was in a terrible, terrible shape.

Charlie ran over to the unconscious Wilson. His pulse was low. Without wasting time, he took out a low level potion from his ring and forced the gelatinous liquid down Wilson's throat. After which he took out his jetpack once more and carrying Wilson princess-style, soared straight for the skies. Time to bounce.

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Dash ran for his life. He had made a costly mistake. He had thought she was someone else until it was too late and almost got killed because she had noticed him. He did not take into account the chances of a traveller being a part of this hunt and now a sonar specialist from an entirely different kingdom was hot on his ass merely because of a variable he sh