David paused just three steps away from the spot where Aran had been pulled underground by the creature. He took an apple from his pocket, cracked it in half with a sharp "crunch," and tossed one half about 15 feet ahead of him. Then, he stood still, eyes fixed on the spot.
The bodyguards, trailing behind, suddenly understood the reason their boss had wanted food. He was a genius.
Less than two minutes passed when a slimy tentacle snaked up from the ground and wrapped itself around the apple, dragging it back underground. The team watched in awe. From David's position to where the apple had landed was clearly a dangerous area.
Without missing a beat, David threw the other half of the apple, this time 30 feet farther.
Predictably, the tentacle grabbed it and pulled it underground.
David then pulled a pear from his pocket and cracked it with the same sharp "crunch." He tossed half of it 60 feet away. A full minute passed-nothing. Two minutes still nothing. He then threw the other half of the pear to 45 feet, but once again, no tentacle emerged.
The group exhaled in relief. They'd figured it out. The creatures were active within a 30-foot radius, so as long as they could cross that distance, they could avoid them. But just as they were about to relax, David's voice broke the silence.
"Do we have more apples? Bring me a few more."
"Yes, Mr. Charrington," one of the bodyguards said, opening his pack and offering three large, red apples with a proud grin.
David took one, cracked it, and threw it exactly 45 feet.
Barely a minute passed before the tentacle emerged and snatched the apple.
One of the bodyguards, watching in disbelief, gaped, "Boss... it's picky! It doesn't eat pears..."
David didn't respond to him. Instead, he kept throwing apples, testing the creature's limits. When he threw one 160 feet, the tentacle didn't appear.
"Looks like the tentacle's range is up to 160 feet," Nathan said, handing David a wet wipe. "How do we cross this?"
David slowly wiped his hands clean and responded, "We'll go along the wall."
"What? The wall?" Nathan was stunned. He glanced at the bare, smooth walls. Was the boss suggesting they climb?
David shot him a glance, discarded the wipe, and simply said, "Move out."
The team followed, scaling the wall with knives, crawling forward like geckos. Even those with injured arms gritted their teeth and kept pace, determined not to fall behind.
In under five minutes, David reached the far side, jumped down effortlessly, and turned to see the others still halfway up the wall.
"David, you're fast," Jaden commented, landing beside him.
David glanced ahead, "You guys are too slow."
The bodyguards followed one by one, landing with varying degrees of grace.
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Danielle and her group moved forward with ease, encountering no further traps or obstacles. The path ahead seemed brighter and brighter, almost too safe. But Danielle couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to happen.
"The light's getting brighter up ahead," Xavier said with a worried frown. "Are we almost out of the cave? But we still haven't found Matthew."
Danielle felt uneasy. Despite the apparent safety, there was no way Matthew would have made it this far through the maze of traps. Could it be...?
Before she could finish the thought, the ground shook, and a deafening sound echoed through the cave.
Danielle instinctively shielded her parents and Xavier, holding her gun in a ready position.
The sound seemed mechanical, like armored soldiers-at least twenty of them.
As expected, a group of twenty soldiers in iron masks marched toward them, moving like machines-robotic and unyielding.
They were clearly coming for Danielle and her family. Danielle steeled herself. Her parents and Xavier were helpless, and she knew she would have to fight.
Without hesitation, she opened fire. But the bullets ricocheted off their armor, falling uselessly to the ground.
Danielle's eyes widened. 'Are they wearing full-body armor?'
She holstered her gun, drew her dagger, and dashed forward. She slashed across one soldier's chest, but the blade barely left a scratch. These were no ordinary enemies.
"Mom, Dad, Xavier-get back!" she ordered as one of the masked figures lunged for her heart with an iron fist.
If the punch landed, she'd be dead for sure.
"Danielle, look out!" her father cried, his face pale. Her mother, Vivian, was crying helplessly, desperate to do something but feeling powerless.
In that instant, Danielle reached out and blocked the blow. The impact pushed her back several steps, and she stumbled.
These creatures were indestructible, impervious to blades and bullets alike. At this rate, she'd be worn down to nothing.
Danielle studied them as they
continued to attack. There was no
sign of self-awareness in their movements. Only one weak spot seemed apparent-their heads, the only area not covered by armor.
Without thinking, she bolted forward,
aiming straight for one soldier's
head. But just as she was about to
strike, the soldier dodged with a speed that made her eyes widen in shock. Content belongs to
'How the hell were they so fast?' she thought.
Other soldiers were already targeting Howard and the others. Their speed was terrifying Danielle feared they'd snap their necks in the blink of an eye.
She rushed to her parents' side, delivering a powerful sidekick that sent one soldier crashing to the ground. But now, the soldiers were surrounding them, closing in.
The soldiers formed a tight circle, trapping them in an iron-like grip. Danielle's eyes flashed with cold fury.
With a flick of her wrist, a flurry of silver needles shot out, hitting the pressure points of the soldiers. One by one, they froze in place.
Danielle seized the opportunity, grabbing two vials from her bag. "Mom, Dad, Xavier -cover your noses and mouths," she instructed.
The moment the vials were mixed, she flung the powder into the air.
The soldiers staggered, their movements sluggish. Seizing the chance, Danielle led
her family through the gap in the encirclement.
"Stay hidden. Don't let them see you. I'll take care of them," she said, her eyes cold
and deadly.
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She had no idea what these creatures were, but one thing was certain-they were immune to conventional weapons. Someone was pulling the strings behind this,
and she had a feeling that this cave was the trap meant to lead them all here. Content belongs to
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Chapter 210
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