Chapter 197

Something felt off. The people standing across them—faces dark, eyes filled with murderous intent—were oozing with an icy hostility that could easily terrify a child. Walt wondered what Kyle was up to. Did he bring them here just to bury them? But Kyle's expression didn't match that of someone setting up a trap. Even so, retreating wasn't an option. If Mike found out they had chickened out, he would probably skin them alive. "Let's go. This is Kerdonia, our turf. If it comes to a fight, we can handle it!" Walt declared, trying to sound confident. But his trembling hands told another story. The further they walked, the more ominous it felt. They knew this area well. It was near the outskirts, close to Mount Dragonrider, a place tourists rarely visited due to its distance and the mountain's maze-like, winding paths that resembled a coiled dragon. But when they turned a corner, they froze. Before them stretched a long, wide, tree-lined avenue. The sight sent shivers down Walt's and