"Malevolent Path Hall!" Ferdinand's face drained of color. "How did you track our every move?"
A coarse, mocking laugh rolled across the ravine. "Ferdinand, you can pose that question to the Ferryman himself once you're dead."
At the summit of the cliff, a lone figure began to appear.
It was Bennett. Blood mist covered his body. His crimson eyes stared at Jared.
"So you're Jared Chance?" Bennett licked his lips with greed. "The Golden Dragon Bloodline is a heavenly treasure. I'm taking it today!"
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