Kyle fled into the distance again, but this time, he was flying upward.
He had bought enough time for Swamp Dragon and Manny to escape.
If they still died, it was not his fault.
He had done his best.
Now, he just needed to escape.
Sadly, that was easier said than done.
As he escaped, he was hit by more lightning bolts, and his condition quickly worsened again.
The newest members of the whale group were Level Ten and Level Eleven Primal Beasts.
Even more, while Kyle was faster than the weaker members, he was not faster than the others.
The more powerful whales split off from the main group as they chased after Kyle.
He wouldn't be able to get away from them.
Kyle gritted his teeth.
'There has to be a way out!'
'There must be a solution!'
'I need something!'
Moments later, Kyle was besieged by only four whales, but those four were much more powerful than the others.
If nothing happened, he would still die.
