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Laughter followed Zane’s haste.
Damn those stupid triplets!
Trees sped past, his energy depleting fast. He refused to return and see Zeir mocking his retreat. He would win, he just needed– aha!
…
The Hiverax descended, their quarry quivering beside a boulder. Zane glared, the three echoed cackles before lunging– his trap leapt, binding them together with rope.
Stuck, they flailed, hissing curses. He mocked their idiocy, stepping smugly onto Vexus’s chest as he lightly stroked a finger up his neck, tilting it upwards. The other two followed suit, without being touched.
“Now, what to do with my helpless captured toys~?”