He had to borrow his father's powers.
Mitchell thought.
After taking care of Mitchell, Muir then quietly returned to the mine shaft.
Parker was laying on the ground, acting pitiful and making Bai Qingqing anxiously go around him.
As a black eagle, Muir was born good at hiding his presence. He hid far away in the darkness, silently. It was as if he had become one with the darkness; even Parker's sharp senses didn't notice him.
"My shoulders hurt." Parker wagged his tail.
Bai Qingqing immediately went over to check. "It's not bleeding anymore."
"I was hit on the other side. There's clotted blood." Parker sounded pitiful.
"Oh." Bai Qingqing took the luminous ball and shone it down, not noticing any traces. However, she still rubbed his shoulder without any doubt.
"Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't. Put in more strength." Parker requested.
