Dawn had arrived, and the rising sun emerged from the horizon, casting mottled light through the branches and leaves of the jungle.
The tranquility of the morning was disturbed by combat and cries; the damp air was filled with the scent of blood, causing startled birds to flap their wings and flee the terrifying region one after another.
"Grandfather!" the little girl screamed in agony as she watched her grandfather cough up blood and slump motionless from the puppet's back.
Xu Biyun was stunned, having not anticipated such a turn of events, while Shen Qingshuang's expression remained flat, having expected this scene; as for Sha Ou, there was no sign of remorse.
"I'm doing this for the team!" Sha Ou spat, moving with ease among his teammates.
Lin Weiguo glanced back and sighed, while Qin Yan's face showed unwillingness to bear the sight; Bai Guo pursed her lips and fought the natives with even greater ferocity.
