By now, most of the mutated beast horde had already dispersed. The ground below was littered with corpses, while a few scattered beasts lingered behind, tearing at the remains of their own kind.
Nina leaned forward anxiously, scanning the scene for any sign of Sal and the others.
Odian narrowed his eyes. A fierce battle had clearly taken place here. The little female's companions must have encountered the horde and fought desperately.
Traces of dark witchcraft still lingered among the corpses below—most faint, some stronger. A few powerful auras remained only in skeletal form, their flesh already devoured.
"Help her search for her friends," Odian ordered calmly.
"Yes."
Ridan and the other phoenix warriors spread out at once.
As if sensing something, the remaining mutated beasts abruptly lifted their heads toward Nina. Then they rushed directly beneath her, roaring up at the sky.
Moments later, several flying mutated beasts shot upward and launched attacks at Nina and Odian.
