Chapter 159
"Up ahead!" Jake shouted, and the others came into view as they could see Bray in the distance, running like his life depended on it—well, it actually did.
'Huh? His hybrid form really depends on speed,' Max thought as he noticed that the hybrid's legs had morphed, making him faster—faster than even Jake and Max as he left a trail of dust in his path.
"I know what you're thinking, Lana. Don't shoot him down," Jake called through his comm device as a gap of six meters remained between them and the fleeing hybrid.
"But we can all see he's faster than us, and you say I shouldn't shoot him down? Screw that, dude, I'm doing whatever I want!" Lana roared, and without wasting time, her wings curled forward. In an instant, dozens of razor-sharp feathers shot out toward Bray, slicing through the air like miniature blades.
