"Move faster!"
Tennyson Hawthorne ran swiftly, following the footprints left in the snow!
But the disciples of Ocean Academy behind him were struggling to keep up!
The Vice Director's stamina was incomparable to theirs!
"Strange! How can those people from Black-wind Academy run so fast?" Tennyson Hawthorne had chased for over ten kilometers yet still couldn't see the shadows of those from Black-wind Academy.
The footprints in the snow were fresh, proving that someone had indeed recently passed through here.
"Those of you who can run fast, come with me! The rest, stay close behind!" Seeing that they were about to lose their quarry, Tennyson Hawthorne made a decisive choice to take part of the group and continue the pursuit!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Four nimble disciples followed closely, disappearing with Tennyson Hawthorne into the boundless white snow.
The remaining disciples couldn't help but slow down.
They were exhausted!
This was simply inhuman work!
