And with that rallying call, the squad set out in pursuit of Ethan and his party.
Unbeknownst to Ethan, a team was tracking him from behind.
Now, he was ensnared in a precarious situation.
"How can there be such a terrifying sandstorm? It's so beyond reason!" Ethan exclaimed, staring at the vast, unending desert before him.
The golden sand was lifted, chaotically hovering in mid-air, obscuring their vision.
"It indeed feels amiss. I haven't detected any wind movement," Sherry commented gravely, standing beside Ethan.
Just then, Little Fairy Baal emerged once more, her face etched with horror.
She urgently shouted at the group, "Find shelter quickly! That's not a mere sandstorm – it's a sandworm!"
"A sandworm? What's that?" Ethan questioned, unfamiliar with the creature.
However, the gravity in Baal's voice was unmistakable.
Ethan swiftly commanded everyone to find a safe hiding place.
