Without a second thought, Finn Miller spotted a large tree ahead and dashed towards it. His speed was comparable to, or even surpasses, that of a wolf. He was about two hundred meters away from the kidnappers, who clearly hadn't noticed him. Finn Miller moved at full speed, like a wolf, and in the blink of an eye, he was under the tree. With a leap, he scaled the tree. Finn’s movements were swift and decisive, leaving him no time to think. He had originally planned to use the survival blade from a distance, but he discovered that the kidnapper was perched on a large tree, making it impossible to use the knife. He had no choice but to rush up. Finn Miller jumped onto the tree, soaring into the air, the sharp blade in his hand gleaming coldly. He pounced on the kidnapper like a large bird.
