"Splash!"
The Silver Lynx descended from the sky, crashing heavily onto the ground, stirring up clouds of dust.
Its beautiful fur bore scorch marks, emanating a slight aroma of meat, with fresh blood gurgling from its wounds, painting an extremely tragic scene.
Truth be told, roasted meat paired with the scent of blood, to the desert lynx tribe that feeds on raw meat and blood, is nothing short of a grand feast!
But the problem is... the Silver Lynx, now battered and bruised, is their leader!
"Meow~"
"Woo woo~ woo!" The surrounding desert lynxes howled out in response to the scene.
"Nai!" Bai Yujing carried its master smoothly landing on the ground.
"Woo woo~"
"Woo..." The desert lynxes that wanted to approach retreated in panic, scattering and fleeing in all directions.
The Silver Lynx's eyes were dazed, its head hung low on the ground, watching its soldiers flee, its fury boiled: "Meow~"
Due to severe injuries, its usually sharp cry sounded soft and gentle...
