Martin's face twitched. "Not a friend, more like my arch-nemesis."
"Hahaha, spill the beans on how he got to you. We could use a laugh," Kyree chuckled.
With that, the group set off towards Troy's hideout.
Since everyone knew each other, Maxwell and Martin were no exception. Troy's group decided to let Maxwell's past actions slide.
After a short trek, they emerged into a clearing encircled by dense forest.
Troy's hideout was perched on a small hill, just as expected. The open area around the hill served as their living and activity zone, cleverly rigged with traps for safety.
They had ingeniously hollowed out much of the hill, transforming it into their living quarters.
To Martin's astonishment, a small spring-fed pool graced the hideout, making it an ideal refuge.
Martin and Troy
