I flew for a whole day, constantly being harassed by the flying demons everywhere. I wasn't in the mood right now to kill them all, as the delight of having millions of mystic art players was ruined at this moment.
As I spotted my army, I went down fast, while my top team moved at once to meet me. "Hurry up, they are in this state for more than a day already!"
I yelled at them while jumping off my balloon. Others hurriedly jumped over, as they were our top healer players.
Just as they used their skills, the pale faces of everyone kept getting better, but they didn't open their eyes for even one second!
I was quite nervous, feeling more blame to myself as I was the one to send them far in the open without proper protection.
I watched the healers work, and after a stressful long hour, they finally reopened their eyes, one by one, and finally got better.
