In the heart of the forest-

Elvis and Hans were locked in a fierce battle, their fists flying like the wind, neither gaining the upper hand. The two of them moved with the speed and intensity of a summer storm, each blow echoing through the trees.

As they grappled, Elvis seized the chance to study the man who looked strikingly like Hubery. Even amid the chaos, he couldn't resist firing off questions:

"What's your name?"

"How old are you?"

"Do you have family?"

"Can you fly a plane?"

Hans furrowed his brow, clenching his fists even tighter, frustration gnawing at him. This was a fight for survival, and here was Elvis, wasting time with pointless questions! The man must be out of his mind!

Initially, Hans only intended to hold him off. But as the fight wore on, he realized he wouldn't feel satisfied without giving Elvis a good thrashing.

Elvis sensed the stalemate couldn't last. He needed to test him. Sometimes, even if someone loses their memory, their deeply ingrained habits and instincts remain.

eyes wide with

an instant, the cold, menacing Hans turned

be you!" Elvis's eyes burned with emotion, his heart

sitting under the apple tree, munching on one while reading. Once, a little snake had fallen from the branches, landing on his head, its tongue

snakes, even shivering

family

by the sword-how could he

with emotion, "How have you forgotten me? How did you lose your

face darkening. Just as he was about to retaliate,

"Hubery!"

out, but Hans stepped back, dropping a small black

Hiss-

forest filled with

violently, tears streaming down his face. By the time he

bleeding wound in his left

assassins crossed his path; his previous battle in the living room must have depleted Avery's

a jewel glinting in the sunlight like

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