That one monkey's action was like flipping a switch — the other monkeys started throwing the pods at them.
Some pods were knocked open, and a light yellowish liquid spilled, intensifying the wine's aroma.
Ethan shook his head, forcing himself to stay clearheaded. He wasn't worried about the monkeys; he sensed they were only playing with them, not launching a serious attack.
"We need…hicc…to leave here," Eva whispered with confusion on her face as she tried to remember where this was again.
She stared at the three Ethans in a daze as she stretched her arm out to hug all the Ethans.
"Hicc... there are three Ethans? Woah, ＼(◎o◎)／ it's raining Ethans...." Eva giggled as she tried to hug him.
Julian would have laughed at her drunken words if the trees around him hadn't kept spinning.
He shook his head and patted his beast's head to rush forward; they needed to leave quickly before facing a much more dangerous enemy, which would be suicide given their current state.
