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Chapter 9 : Meddling.

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[Third Person's POV]

"Who are you?"

Charles asks again, tightening his grip and causing the strings to constrict his movements. The hooded man tried to raise his arm, but to no avail, he stopped. "Don't even think you can escape," Charles warned.

Allyson, who was near by his side, stayed quiet-nervousness was written on her face, wondering what would happen next.

* Sighs.

The hooded man stares at them. In a spur of the moment, he forces his way to escape the binding. Charles could not believe what he saw; he knew he shouldn't underestimate the stranger's strength. The man makes his way to exit their traps as Charles chases him.

"Back me up, Bluestone!" He shouted.

Allyson immediately ran, following him. "Take this!" Charles raises his left arm again; in an instant, strings spew out of his gloves. It slithered like a snake and crawled like it was alive, eager to bind the running stranger once again.

However, it didn't take long for him to break out of Charles's binding. His eyes narrowing-something was about to strike him.

"How about this?"

Charles raises both of his arms as the strings lunge a log from the ground towards the man. His amber eyes traced the movements of the object, and he gave it a fast kick, causing the tree to split in two. Charles's index finger points down. The strings climbed into the pieces of log-the man was wrapped once again by his strings.

"Pull this," Charles ordered the young woman to pull along with him. They pulled and created a pulley from the branches. Strings tightened and bound him by stacking layer upon layer from one to another. Like a bug wrapped around by a spider's web, the man was bound in success.

Charles sent additional strings into other trees, securing the prevention of another escape

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Charles sent additional strings into other trees, securing the prevention of another escape. Allyson catches her breath; it was heavy for her to pull a person upside down.

"Try moving, or I'll resort to these."

Charles warns the guy by showing two cuffs. There were runes and strange writings engraved on the cuffs. Allyson spotted it - she wonders where the heck Charles hid these spy gadgets of his.

The man didn't move that much; his body kept rotating from the motion. Allyson peered; she couldn't see his face from the height. His eyes following them above, he saw the two approaching him.

"I told you I don't have time for this."

Charles looked up and noticed something poked his strings out. A hand... A large beast-like hand. The strings then began to snap, the tree broke apart and branches fell to the ground.

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