Jadka managed a better composure than her, remaining seemingly unperturbed. Still, he unknowingly slid nearly two meters back. Mind you, this old man didn't retreat a single step when previously knocked down by one of Anthony's fireballs.
As for those harpies...
"Um, young man."
The relatively acquainted Lena timidly flew to Motan's side and softly said, her face turned pale, "Uh, our sisters are safe now, and the person you wanted to save is safe too. Can you tell...that girl...to stop? You know, that...ugh...that ogre is your companion, right? He crossed the line, but he might not deserve death..."
It was unclear what Ji Xiaoge had thrown out there, but a repugnant smell diffused around, with no other way to describe but putrid. Lena was visibly in pain, retching.
"Well, how should I put it..."
