Gallos and Lyco fell on the pile of snow. Gallos's small body had wounds on its wings, while Lyco was bleeding from the corners of his lips. They were both badly injured.
"What happened?"
Namara immediately ran to them. She could see the snow that had fallen apart and was scattered all over the place. That's really not a good condition.
"Master, Miss, quickly go!" cried Lyco loudly. His voice sounded quite weak and hoarse.
Namara frowned in confusion. What happened? Why did she have to go? Did someone try to hurt those two?
It was at that moment that suddenly a thick black smoke rushed toward Eros. The smoke was moving at an incredible speed. Even Namara could only see a streak of black streaks.
The black smoke aimed at Eros. The man quickly backed away and dodged. The black smoke finally passed. Eros's brow furrowed deeply. "Who are you?!"
