Jeremy, noticing the attacks had stopped, looked back up at the group. “If I’m not wanted, I’ll leave,” he said. “I was just trying to help others while getting my own revenge at the same time. I guess I’m just gonna bring that scumbag down myself.” He walked out of the house and looked down at his tracking device once far enough away. “I’ve got you right where I want you, and there’s no running from me,” he said before running towards the blip on his screen, on Ula’Ula island’s Route 17.
Meanwhile, at Po Town, Team Skull had evacuated, and there were only two people there. One, with dark blue hair, a black shirt, and black pants, with a sword in his hand, ran towards the throne, where the other was sitting. He was wearing all black, and his face was shadowed by a hat.
“Master, they’re coming for us,” the blue-haired one said. “The regions have sent them to apprehend us.”
“I already know of this,” he replied. “We are well-hidden. If they find us here before our first strike, you will be our first line of defense, my apprentice. But for now, we must wait for the perfect opportunity to attack.”
Meanwhile, at Po Town, Team Skull had evacuated, and there were only two people there. One, with dark blue hair, a black shirt, and black pants, with a sword in his hand, ran towards the throne, where the other was sitting. He was wearing all black, and his face was shadowed by a hat.
“Master, they’re coming for us,” the blue-haired one said. “The regions have sent them to apprehend us.”
“I already know of this,” he replied. “We are well-hidden. If they find us here before our first strike, you will be our first line of defense, my apprentice. But for now, we must wait for the perfect opportunity to attack.”