After living in the world of Pangea, Thirteen and Little Thirteen had faced many battles together.
Majority of those battles were truly beyond their league, but they did their best and persevered every time.
Unfortunately, the recent battle they faced together was bound to fail. No matter how hard they tried, no matter how much they endured, Little Thirteen was squeezed dry until it could no longer stand up and surrendered.
"Ugh…" Thirteen groaned as he tried to move his body. However, the slightest movement made him flinch, feeling like his hips had been broken.
His arms and thighs also felt numb, especially since Erica and Shana were using his arms as their pillow.
Stella's head rested on his abdomen. It didn't look like it, but she was one of the main culprits who made his hips give way. When pushed into a corner, her shyness disappeared. The more her competitive spirit had been challenged, the more boldly and actively she had acted.
