If he hadn't recalled wrongly, there were over ten birds with broken wings back then, but now, only nine were left. Out of which, seven of them had their wings hanging by their side, the tips of their wings dragging on the ground, having lost the color of their original feathers.
This showed that the success rate wasn't high.
Muir was staring at this batch of experimental subjects in a daze when he heard a series of footsteps coming from behind him. Alarmed, he immediately turned around.
