One step, two steps, three steps! Su Mo ran swiftly but, as the whirlwind rapidly dissipated, the flying foreign races behind him adjusted their speed and moved even quicker!
In any random squad of foreign races, flying types would only make up about five percent of their total number. However, with this particular squad of 8,500, the number of flying types was over 500!
With the air currents restored to their normal states, they swooped in like a flock of vultures, looking almost like a black cloud. They were not worried that the mysterious Simba would retaliate at this time. They had seen the whirlwind vanish when its power ran out, and had caught sight of the "panicky" Su Mo, who was carrying Connie and running across the deck.
