I had been gearing up for this moment for days.


    Without a second thought, I yelled, “Now’s the time! Catch it!”


    The moment I spoke, the supposedly injured man jumped to his feet.


    His eyes sharpened, and his movements were quick and precise.


    Before the ck figure could react, he had it pinned down.


    “f@ck!”


    The ck figure realized something was amiss and started to struggle fiercely.


    It was no easy target.


    Its strength was immense, seemingly capable of breaking free from the hold effortlessly.


    Just when it seemed the fight might end smoothly, it looked like the tables were about to turn.


    “Caleb!” The drunk man was so nervous that he was sweating profusely.


    “Come help me!”This belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    I knew it was time to act, so as soon as he called out, I leaped from the tree before the figure could respond.


    “Catch it!” Damien yelled, his voice filled with excitement.


    Working together, our hands transformed into sharp wolf ws, and we pinned down the ck figure just as it almost broke free.


    Suddenly, numerous beams of white Light from shlights pierced the darkness, illuminating the entire forest.


    It was as if night had turned to day.


    The shining light of justice, after days of Lingering fear, now bathed the ground.


    “Charge!”


    The booming voices came, echoing through the forest.


    The patrol team, hidden until now, burst from their hiding spots in every direction, guns ready, and closed in on the ck figure.


    There was no way it could escape now, even if it had wings.


    If it tried to fly away, the patrol team would shoot him down without hesitation.


    “Let me go!” the ck figure bellowed, finally realizing it was caught.


    “You shameless assholes! How dare you ambush me! Shame on you!”


    I ignored its protests and signaled to the patrol team.


    The patrol team understood my instructions and quickly restrained the ck figure.


    “Finally!” eximed one of them with relief.


    The drunken man sighed, removed his disheveled wig, and wiped the rouge from his face with the back of his hand, revealing his true appearance.


    He had a straight nose, bright eyes, and a mischievous smile at the corner of his mouth.