"Nathan Thorne, you focus on healing him. Leave the rest to us!"
Sierra Sullivan spoke as she used sand to build a sturdy wall, enclosing Nathan Thorne and the others inside.
Seeing this, Dominic Crawford immediately grew anxious.
"Sierra Sullivan, let me out!"
He wasn't injured. He couldn't just hide in here and accept their protection with a clear conscience.
He had to get out there and fight those damn two-mouthed birds to the death.
Sierra Sullivan heard Dominic Crawford, but she ignored him.
"This is no time for tantrums!" Jayce's voice rose to a roar.
The two-mouthed birds were growing in number, and they were incredibly fast.
If they dropped the sand wall, Nathan Thorne—who was concentrating fully on the healing—would be pecked full of holes like a sieve by the two-mouthed birds before Dominic Crawford could even get out.
Jayce's roar stunned Dominic Crawford for a moment, but he quickly understood the situation.
