Forty kilometers from Mount Dunrhak, two figures streaked across the sky at breathtaking speed.
Their shapes were hard to make out—only that the one leading was much smaller, while the one giving chase was enormous.
They were, of course, Leon and the Hydra. Both were pushing themselves to the limit—one desperately fleeing, the other relentlessly pursuing.
"This should be far enough, right?" Leon wondered to himself.
He didn't know exactly how far he had traveled from Mount Dunrhak, but by his estimation, it had to be tens of kilometers.
After all, he had used everything he had to lure the Hydra as far away as possible.
Suddenly, Leon's eyes widened. He sensed danger approaching at terrifying speed.
"This is bad!" He gasped in alarm, veering sharply upward.
And sure enough, just seconds later, a fireball explosion struck the spot he had been in moments earlier.
