"Hey, stop right there!" Bilbo yelled as he kept chasing the dark shadow. Bilbo himself had a remarkably high superspeed that made a whooshing sound. He passed through a lot of people and vehicles to get to the dark smoke afar off that was trying to get away, although it was difficult for him to catch up with the dark smoke right in front of him because it was also very fast in its own attempt to get away; but when he drew closer, he noticed it was a figure of a man covered with darkness. He knew it was nothing more than a thief who, to him, had stolen the Hyvor belonging to him. The chase continued until they were out of the city of Salem, and had gone very far from Salem when he finally grabbed the image by the arm, fearlessly, preventing him from running any further.
"Let go of me this
