In the meantime, gazing toward her remaining two comrades, the Thread Mistress phrased in a determined tone, "This is not the time for grieving, let's finish this war first, then we shall grieve for him all we want."
"Now-" She was just about to continue with her sentence when she stopped abruptly. Looking toward the sky, she voiced in a hurry, "It's coming, both of you, come stand by my side… quick!"
Soon, the gigantic shadow appeared once again.
But this time, raising both of her hands, she started to prepare for it heavily.
First, a single net of thread showed up above the trio.
However, she didn't stop there and continued waving her hands nonstop until the second net also appeared right under the first barrier. By now, beads of sweat had shown up on her forehead due to overtaxing her Trait.
Now, the three of them were standing right under the nets' protection as they waited for the Winged-Pig to finally arrive.
Brrr~ Rip~