After shaking her head to get rid of the strange thoughts in her head, Bai Qingqing asked in an anxious voice, "Muir, are you alright?"
Muir didn't move at all. Bai Qingqing used her leg to shake his upright claws and his entire leg shook as well.
It was looking more like a chicken drumstick now. Given how big it was, it'd definitely be magnificent if roasted.
That wasn't right. This wasn't the right time to think about food.
Bai Qingqing patted Winston's chest. "Quickly check how he is."
Winston replied with an "en", keeping one hand around her waist while using the other to grab onto Muir's leg, pulling him out.
"He's fainted. He must have been starved for too long," Winston said, pulling one of Muir's claws and planning on dragging him home.
Turned out that even though Muir appeared to be filled with energy earlier, it was just him forcibly hanging in there.
