Sole Wolf shot the pangolin a hostile glare. “Do you think we're fools? I can kill you now! You tried to kill us earlier. How dare you claim you had no intention of harming us?”
The pangolin shuddered in fear, at a loss for words. “I... I...”
Zeke didn't want to waste any time, so he asked coldly, “Let me ask you something. Do you want to survive?”
The pangolin bobbed its head profusely. “Of course I do!”
Zeke said, “If you want to live, give me your spirit pill, and I'll let you go.”
The pangolin flashed a bitter smile. “I'm sorry, but I can't do that.”
Sole Wolf flew into a fit of rage. “If you have a death wish, I'll fulfill your wish!”
The pangolin hastily clarified, “Please hear me out! If I still had my spirit pill, I would have given it to you already. But unfortunately, it was taken from me, and I cannot hand it over to you.”
What?
Quinlan's spiritual consciousness was shocked. “Oh? This pangolin doesn't have a spirit pill? That's interesting. It's quite impressive that it's still so powerful without one. If it did have a spirit pill, we might not have stood a chance against it. We would've been gobbled up by now.”
Zeke asked, “Mr. Hayes, is this pangolin stronger than Minotaur?”
Quinlan nodded. “Of course. It is a few times stronger than Minotaur.”
Zeke gasped. “Really? Then how did it lose its spirit pill? The creature that took it must be more powerful than the pangolin.”
Quinlan instructed, “Check the pangolin's paws. These creatures love hiding their spirit pill on their paws.”
Hearing that, Zeke summoned his energy to examine the pangolin's paws.
To his disappointment, there was nothing on the pangolin's paws.
Zeke asked, “Pangolin, who took your spirit pill?”
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