Whoooooooosh!
"Psssst—just come here! I only want to tell you something!!" Robin's voice tore through the air, booming with such force it might have startled a lesser prey into stopping. But the truth was, his words were chasing after him from behind—because Robin himself was already moving faster than the speed of sound.
Whoooooooosh!
"…" The specter risked a fleeting glance over its shoulder, its movements betraying a rare flicker of suspicion and disbelief. It was a strange look to come from a creature without eyes, but the intent was clear—this was something it had not experienced in ages. In fact, the last time it had been hunted like this was millions of years ago.
Yet it didn't falter, didn't slow to see what this mortal was trying to pull. It simply faced forward again, legs pounding the ground with the rhythm of inevitability, maintaining a perfectly even, almost arrogant pace.
