Chapter Ninety-six: A Fight With Malcolm.

LUCIEN'S POV

I looked over at the dead body of the little boy who went to the woods to get firewood. Malcolm got to him. I shook my head in disdain.

'Why did it have to be children?’

“Did you find another body?” Maiz's voice rang from a distance. I looked at his way nodding my head in affirmation.

He moved towards me with the other guards, and when he got to the boy, he bent over to check his body temperature.

" He is still warm, which means it's not too long ago. If that's the case then our enemy is closer,” he analyzed.

"And look at the boy, he is drained out of all his power. Malcolm must have very little strength left that is why he took all his power.” One of the generals said.

“If that is the case then he is probably too weak to move around. He'll be hiding and the closest hiding place to this location is that village.” I chipped in, pointing at an old uncivilized village up ahead.

Maiz Xavier rose to his feet. "Finally we found you gray son of a bitch." He chuckled.

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