On the other side.
The Dragon Gate Crane stared fixedly at the Flying Yi in midair.
He knew he wouldn't last much longer. Soon, more Sand Thieves would close in.
He was going to die.
Die in this foreign desert whose name he couldn't even remember.
The only consolation was that Sister Tang had been rescued by Alisa and her group in the end.
Things went somewhat awry, but what he wanted to do, he had done.
'Lucky me for having good fortune... Running into a Flying Yi... Dying will be the most comfortable, maybe it'll be over in an instant...'
'Right, I heard that when death row inmates are about to be executed, their senses become most acute. Maybe I should give it one last try... for a quick release?'
The fear of death spurred all sorts of wild thoughts in his mind.
Whoosh!
Just then, the Flying Yi in the sky swooped and suddenly flew off into the distance, disappearing.
Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet.
