As Liam took the lead, moving steadily toward the faint scent he had picked up earlier, Galen followed closely behind. With each step closer, the detection crystal finally glowed a steady green, confirming that the hybrid was within a forty-meter radius.
'Seems I was right after all—the kid's sensitivity extends beyond forty meters. Pretty impressive,' Galen mused as they pressed on through the bustling crowd.
Suddenly, Liam came to a halt, turning in place and sniffing the air with a focused expression.
"What's wrong?" Galen inquired.
"I think the bastard knows he's being followed. His scent is moving in circles around here," Liam said, his eyes scanning the crowded street.
Then Liam's gaze landed on an alley near a meat stall, and he stopped, eyes narrowing. At the same moment, Galen's detection crystal pulsed in the same direction.
