Mike glanced at Ann and asked, "What's the hurry? It's not that urgent. We have to deal with the group behind us first. Otherwise, they'll be chasing us forever."
Ann looked at the deserted desert behind Mike and could not help but shiver.
Mike's brows were tightly furrowed. He summoned Eve and flew in another direction.
The sun slowly set, hiding in the sand dunes. The sky gradually darkened, but a ray of light appeared at the end of Mike's line of sight.
They finally arrived at a place where humans gathered before the sun completely set.
Mike put away Eve, held Ann's little hand, and walked closer to the tribe.
He had just walked to the tribe's symbolic wooden door when an arrow shot out from a corner and stuck at his feet.
Mike frowned slightly and said, "Lodging."
A cold snort came from the corner, "Lodging? Do you think this is a charity hall? Get out of Here!"
