Antonio's eyes lit up, but Suming's world turned dark. The former's excitement contrasted with the latter's grim realism. The forest at dusk was dim to start with, barely illuminated by slivers of light peeking through the trees. But suddenly, the surrounding area was enveloped by nothing but the flapping of wings. Large swarms of giant fruit bats dominated the woods, their beating wings obscuring everything.
Adult giant fruit bats could span one and a half meters when their wings were fully extended, which was even larger than a round dining table for a family of three. Describing the sight of hundreds of these giant fruit bats gathering as blotting out the sky was no exaggeration.
With so many giant fruit bats appearing, everyone on the scene inevitably tensed up. These creatures were known for drinking blood, and if the swarm of bats attacked all at once, the six of them would be drained dry in the blink of an eye.
