Viktor and Seraphina glanced at each other before following the four who were leaving in a hurry.
All of them finally reached a different region of the forest which was not as foggy and dark as to how it was near the Lulling River.
Brono finally stopped playing the flute and took huffed in exhaustion, his back bent and his hands resting on his knees.
"Haa...finally. Fuck…I can barely move my mouth…" Brono said as he took a deep breath and flexed his facial muscles.
The two sirens in the water tank stopped shaking and trembling as they stopped feeling distressed the moment Brono stopped playing the flute.
Instead, their big and pretty dark yellow eyes were glaring at Brono and the others while scratching the glasses with their nails.
They were kicking and scratching at the glass to try and break it, but all their efforts were in vain since even if the glass looked thin, it was quite strong enough to not break even under the feet of a dragon.
