"It should be just ahead..."
The middle-aged man with the horse-like face looked at the two large, deeply indented, elephant-hoof-shaped footprints before him.
He looked up ahead again, then turned to Guardian Xiang and the old man with the hook-nose, asking, "Do we continue the pursuit?"
Just as he finished speaking, loud RUMBLING sounds erupted from behind a low, lead-gray hill in front of them.
It sounded as if people were engaged in a fierce battle.
The intensity of the battle was so high that even they, far as they were, could feel a slight tremor in the ground.
The old man with the hook-nose squinted, a black glint flashing in his murky pupils.
He seemed to have seen something, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said quickly, "Yellow Bear's Fly Shuttles are there. It looks like members of the Yellow Bear Organization are fighting that Walker Level Elephantman..."
Upon hearing this, the silent Guardian Xiang immediately spoke.
"Let's go."
