This fabric was never of good quality to begin with, so how could it possibly withstand a claw from the Eagle Flock? It was torn open directly, and the woman wrapped within fell out, her upper body exposed without warning.
The cloth tore further under the woman's weight, and she was about to fall out completely.
Margaret reacted quickly. She didn't wait for the woman to fall out completely, lifting a hand to support her while simultaneously using the remaining fabric to cover and rewrap her.
But it wasn't over yet. Margaret instinctively drew the pistol from her waist, aimed it at him, and mimicked Laura's cold tone.
"Don't worry about the boss's business. Knowing too much isn't good for you."
The Eagle Flock member hadn't seen the woman in the main hall of the encampment, but a hurried glance just now revealed a black-haired woman with a blood-covered face.
