Rita was still sitting cross-legged and was almost recovered without any care in the world.
"PROTECT ME!"
Cyrus's painful voice suddenly sounded in the vicinity, and her eyes snapped open with a hint of befuddlement, replaced by disbelief and panic.
"Cyrus?!" She yelled back as she quickly stood up and ran toward the voice direction without thinking twice.
However, no reply came, which made Rita's heart lurch, and she started to panic more when she couldn't have a clear vision in the murky winds.
"Cyrus? Where are you?!" She called again anxiously but no reply.
"MGGGLRRR…"
A painful groan suddenly rang, which sent a shiver down Rita's spine because she knew this voice belonged to Cyrus!
"NOOOO… nothing can happen to you… nothing can happen to you…" She went instantly hysteric as she ran in that direction while keep mumbling the same thing with bloodshot eyes filled with tears.
