At first light, the three Lizardman Great Warriors finally reached the place where Ang's group had previously hidden the Camelback Beasts.
The journey and their injuries had left them utterly exhausted, but the flames of hatred still blazed fiercely in their eyes.
"They should have stopped here yesterday." The shorter lizardman knelt on the ground, carefully sniffing the scents in the soil and air, certain that his judgment was correct.
"Can you still track them?" the taller lizardman asked in a deep voice, a flicker of anxiety crossing his eyes.
They had already wasted quite a bit of time. If they failed to catch up again, those humans would likely escape completely.
The shorter lizardman continued sniffing, then slowly opened his eyes and fixed his gaze eastward. "They went east."
The taller lizardman did not hesitate and directly gave the order. "Pursue!"
The three lizardmen immediately broke into a run, charging in the direction Ang and the others had fled.
Meanwhile, Ang's group had already been traveling swiftly across the plains for two full days.
The Camelback Beasts moved with steady steps, while the Magic Broom skimmed lightly through the air. Yet their nerves remained taut the entire time.
Sitting atop a Camelback Beast, Dana glanced around and could not help asking, "We've been running for so long. They shouldn't be able to catch us, right?"
Ang floated beside her, tilting his head slightly, his gaze calm. "Unless they're dead, they'll definitely catch up."
Dana frowned, sounding somewhat unwilling to accept it. "But it's already been two days, and we haven't seen any sign of them. Could they have given up?"
"As long as they're alive, they won't." Ang spoke calmly, his tone carrying unquestionable certainty.
"I destroyed their entire tribe until only scattered remnants remained. If it were you—if