"Hold on! We'll get to you all!"
The flying soldiers moved fast. They caught the falling ones first and took them to the surface before returning for the people hanging on the cliffside.
They picked up several survivors each time. From afar, they looked like strings of pearls.
Uraphon was even smaller than Scentia, with a population of a little over a million. The arctic was a rough place to live, and the people there didn't have the energy to produce so many children.
All the flying soldiers were from the three divisions, and most of them were from the Himmelians and the Himmelian Village. They were capable fighters with spiritual essence.
Not only did they catch the falling ones, but they had also pulled all the people out of the sea, dead or alive.
"Thank you! Thank you so much!" After Hanse and Handus were saved, they knelt on the ground and thanked the flying soldiers.
"You don't need to do this!"
