Chapter 395: Rhys'' eyes shone with a sardonic fun.


    As had suspected, Dark Night was simply a facade, as threatening as a sheep disguised as wolf.


    This was not a fortified base in the rainforest.


    Instead, it was a weak attempt to mislead his persecutors, marked by an improvised and lonely wooden cabin.


    In the great scheme of the underworld, this site was so insignificant that even a small and bold band could infiltrate him without problems.


    He formed in his eyes.


    Suddenly, his face harden, alerts the new presence.


    The whisper of the leaves became stronger around him.


    Rhys gave a firm p on Amory''s shoulder, and the two went into action, rapidly climbing the stones and roots of the trees to hide in the dense surrounding foliage.


    His intruder was a grizly brown bear, huge, fiercely aggressive and capable of crushing a human skull with a simple kick.


    This particr bear, although formidable, was still rtively young, with a weight of about 500 kilograms, a teenager for the standards of the brown bears.


    In the edge of the area of ??the cabin, the members of the dark night were scattered terrified Seeing a brown bear leave the rainforest, an anomaly, since it was not known that these beasts lived in such zones.


    Only the fastest managed to climb the huge and old trees, escaping by little from the furious bear load.


    The least fortunate, who ran in all directions, were brutallyunched by the air,nding broken and bloody or crushed under the overwhelming force of the beast before they could even reach their weapons.


    From their precarious branches, some desperately tried to defend against the bear shooting bullets, which only caused it to be even more violent.


    With a monstrous blow, the bear violently hit the tree, causing the ground to be able to do anything.


    This brown bear was a giant, its thick skin, apparently bulletproof, freed from its attacks with ease.


    The frown of the concentration, observed the scene.


    He realized that these members who were discussed were mere distractions, while the true leader of the dark night was undoubtedly installed in an elegant skyscraper, drinking old wine with indifference.


    Rhys exchanged a look with Amory andmunicated through a Fluid Signs Language.


    - You can move the bear away, even for a moment, he responded with a casual gesture from the hand.


    - For course I can.


    It is not the first time I do it.


    I have done it a dozen times.


    Rhys nodded with approval and gestured.


    - Excellent.


    While you distract him, I will take our only survivor to the safety of dense reeds.


    thread, dangerously close to the lethal reach of the bear.


    At any time, the fatal weight of a leg could turn off his life as a candle in the wind.


    Out of nowhere, a mysterious flute melody floated in the air.


    The bear, about to trample the survivor, hesitated, with upright ears while running towards the sound.


    The survivor, known as Jett Swain, deeply exhaled, feeling as if he had escaped by little death.


    However, just when a feeling of relief began to seize him, a firm grip pulled his neck, plunging him again into a Taxo state.


    Jett''s view became blurred.


    He could only distinguish the vague contour of a man ...