Cyril, carrying Gu Ning, landed lightly and silently on the snow from the high-rise wreckage of a staircase.
Several Beastman soldiers followed, jumping down behind him with thuds of varying weight. Gu Ning couldn't help but glance over.
Cyril had carried her down with one arm the entire way. He was far more agile than the average Beastman, with an incredible leaping ability. All he needed was the slightest foothold to launch himself a great distance. In just a few bounds, before she could even process what was happening, he had carried her from the hundred-meter-high wall down to its base.
Cyril scanned their surroundings vigilantly. Attracted by the potent female scent, the Mutant Species on the ground had all rushed toward the wall. In just a moment, they were almost nowhere to be seen in the immediate vicinity.
