"Damn it! How big is this small world?" Locke, who hadn't seen anyone for a day, couldn't help cursing. During the whole day, he had moved about five hundred miles. However, along the way, he didn't meet any creatures.
Of course, he also came to the jungle from the wilderness during this day.
Boom~
The rumbling sounds of fighting came from ahead. Locke frowned slightly. In the battle ahead, he saw a familiar figure, the Bruce magic bear named "Oswald", who had been his sparring partner for some time.
"This guy seems to be being chased."
Locke, who was about to take a detour, walked toward the fighting place. After all, Oswald had been his sparring partner for a few days, so he naturally didn't want to see it killed.
His speed was very fast. Within a few breaths, he was less than a thousand meters away from the battle position. It seemed that Oswald also saw him and rushed toward him.
"Locke, help!"