The ability users around exchanged glances. Darren approached Mr. Wells, squinting his eyes through the small opening in the window.
He took a sharp breath. There were more mutated animals this time, as if they had returned with a vengeance for their previous loss. Monkeys, squirrels, birds…
When he turned around, he met others' questioning eyes. The sight of densely packed rows of critters–jumping monkeys, crawling squirrels, and hundreds of flying birds made him quite troubled.
If the number of the mutated animals was already so many, then previously they were lucky not running into their nest. They have seen only the tip of the iceberg.
For a split second, he suddenly thought of Cassias, the lazy guy. That guy always had a solution, and often gave him hints about it… unfortunately, he wasn't with them.
"What do you see, Mr. Valez?" Arnold asked with a solemn face.
