Sure, here is the translation:
"Hurry up, that dog is still chasing us."
At this moment, Liu and Lok Sheng were sprinting through the castle, gasping for air with expressions of terror. Behind them, a large black hound pursued them relentlessly, growling and snarling incessantly.
Several times they almost got knocked down by the evil hound, but at critical moments, a path would always appear before them, aiding in their escape, allowing them to evade the hound's attacks unscathed.
"Why are there only two of us left? Wasn't there someone else following us just now?"
"He got knocked down by another dog while escaping. He must have been bitten to death by now. It's just us two left. Didn't you notice there's one less dog behind us?"
They were still in shock, unaware of what had happened behind them.
Only when they finally managed to put some distance between themselves and the hound did they have the composure to pay attention to their surroundings.
