Cliff and his troops were lucky. After about an hour, they were able to evade the emerging magic beasts by stumbling into a safe zone. When they saw that the magic beasts, who had just been in hot pursuit of them, were leaving due to the bonfire, they all let out heavy sighs and laughed.
"It is really an escape by the skin of one's teeth!" Reggaeton opened the box next to the bonfire that was marked as "food," taking a few pieces of biscuits that were still warm. He distributed them to everyone, chuckling as he spoke. "I really thought we were going to be eaten!"
"Actually, we wouldn't be. When we encounter any life danger, we would be transported out directly," Cliff smiled and said. "We were scared stiff earlier, so we never thought about that fact!"
Weisz was chewing on his biscuit when he brought up the sealed bamboo in the box. He twisted open the cap and took a few gulps. He then left everything and staggered towards the tent, mumbling, "I'm soooo tired…"
