PREVIEW
... However, he could only suppress it with sheer will, ordering Flygon to fly in a specific direction.
Cain hated this feeling. It was as if he had become prey while an expert hunter, somewhere unknown, watched him closely, searching for the slightest mistake, ready to pull the trigger at any moment and take him down with a single shot.
But Cain had no way to do anything about it. He could only rely on his instincts to find a chance to survive. If the hunter didn’t reveal himself, ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE




























