Chris' screams didn't frighten Iris, he stomped his feet and dozens of magic roots appeared in front of them. The bulls were running in shock. They scattered aimlessly, and the two pairs of lions behind stopped and stared at the crowd that is behind the magic roots. Its tail swings and its tongue is outstretched.
The two lions were hungry.
"They won't bother us…." Morgan held his breath. He squatted and watched, and before he could say the next sentence, Alita had slapped the back of his head.
"Will not disturb? Are your eyes blind? Can't you see that dripping drool?"
"I'm not done yet. Don't move anyone." Morgan rubbed the back of his head furiously. "These lions are a bit strange."
Iris tugged at Thomas' shirt tightly, forcing him to snuggle close to her. Even though in front of them there were only two ordinary lions, something made him feel strange.
