Hearing about a ferocious beast, Ya Li's eyes brightened, jumping off of Xiu Yan and assuming full beast form. With a flick of his tail, he tossed the dozing kitten into Ji Nuan's arms: "Xiu Yan, protect Ji Nuan. I'll go and look."
With that, Ya Li dashed off like a streak of black light, disappearing in the mottled jungle up ahead.
Xiu Yan assumed his Orc form, holding Ji Nuan in his arms as he followed and run forward in Ya Li's steps. The site of the skirmish wasn't too far from them. By the time Xiu Yan and Ji Nuan arrived, Ya Li and two other Orcs were engaged in combat with five beasts.
Not too far away, a blood-drenched Orc stood protectively beside Shaman Meng Luo. Meng Luo was remarkably calm, taking herbs from his basket to treat the Orc's wounds.
Ji Nuan's eyes lit up, tapping Xiu Yan's arm: "Brother Xiu Yan, it's Shaman Meng Luo, let us head there."
Although Xiu Yan scowled, he still led Ji Nuan over.