In the dark and narrow alley, a shadow dashed forward at a frantic pace.
With each step covering more than two meters, as if being chased by a fierce beast.
From the surrounding residences, a few dog barks occasionally broke the silence.
The shadow glanced back from time to time.
Under the streetlight, a somewhat square-faced figure was illuminated, full of alertness.
It was Pan Wendi, who had just used his ability to escape.
The fog in the town at night was hazy, and the lights were dim.
The already complex network of alleyways became mazelike at this moment.
Pan Wendi had been running into the dark and deserted corners of the alleys.
Now, he felt like he was lost, a bit uncertain of his direction.
The fog around him grew thicker and thicker, nearly obscuring his vision completely.
Pan Wendi couldn't help but gasp for breath and slow down.
He tried to discern the way carefully, looking for a path out of this area.
Suddenly, he stopped, staring intently ahead.
