Through a tree, over a boulder, Locke was running towards the dense forest in the north, with a person on his back, but Locke's speed didn't diminish at all, leaving only a residual shadow wherever he passed, perhaps it was a matter of life and death, Locke's speed had already exceeded his limit.
If Locke's speed was the swift wind, then Kassar, the blood-red armored man behind him, was lightning. Unlike Locke, who was always running, Kassar advanced with a single jump, landing on a tree or rock each time, stomping his feet, and the next time, he would pull away a great distance to reach the next tree or rock.
Not only was Casal a fraction faster than Locke, he was also a lot more graceful than Locke's woeful appearance at the moment.
Through an obstacle, Locke approached a large mounta
