CHAPTER 283
Rapidly descending with the help of his lasso, it took Ray approximately ten minutes or so to get completely down from the hill.
Landing softly on the grass, he dismissed the skill, allowing the golden lasso to vanish into a fine rain of light.
'Hm. Oddly useful. It doesn't really feel like a magic skill, but more like a physical tool… a weapon of some sort.'
"..."
"Doesn't mean it isn't a useless skill overall though," he muttered, still stubborn.
His jacket, which had rested on his shoulder throughout the climb down, was now removed and wrapped firmly around his waist.
Referring back to his incredible memory, a clear map of the Hill Valley appeared in his mind, granting him instant access to where he needed to go, which directions to avoid, and so on.
"The yellow auras had been on the move, which means they are heading somewhere right now."
