The speed of the black shadow was insanely fast.
Dean's subordinates acted instantly when Eugene was taken away.
A spiral arrow whistled in pursuit, followed closely by an electric arc.
However, both missed their target, the arrow disappearing over the horizon and the arc exploding on a distant rock.
The black shadow was too fast.
Dean himself gave chase.
As one of the elites among the Demon Race, his speed left most of his kind in the dust.
But now, he could only watch helplessly as the black shadow ahead grew more distant, the gap widening bit by bit.
Behind him, another speed-specialized Demon Race member barely kept pace, but catching up seemed impossible.
Noticing they were being chased, Xiao Hai, who was carrying Eugene in one claw, flew even harder.
One of its claws gripped Eugene's head tightly, the Duke's face showing pain and confusion through its fingers.
