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Meanwhile, several kilometers away from Vikram's territory, Scott and the other members of Frost Shelter were running through the forest in a panic.
Only after putting a considerable distance between themselves and the Treehouse did they finally dare to stop.
Everyone was breathing heavily.
The scene they had just witnessed had completely shattered their confidence.
A scar-faced survivor looked back toward the direction of Vikram's territory and swallowed nervously.
"Brother Scott... that guy's shelter is insane."
"Did you see those Defense Turrets?"
