Within minutes, the tribe leader gathered a dozen strong beastmen—wolves, foxes, bears, and even two elk warriors. Their footsteps were heavy and determined as they prepared to go down the mountain.
Hu Yan adjusted his hold on Su Qinglan, making sure her leaf raincoat covered her fully. He held her like the most precious treasure in the world. Rong Ye walked beside them in his beast form, his fur shining under the light drizzle.
And together, the group started their descent toward the foot of the mountain… toward the stranded rabbit tribe, the drowning world outside the dome, and whatever strange danger was waiting at the boundary.
Su Qinglan held her breath as they walked.
Something big was going on around her mountain, and she was going to see it with her own eyes.
The group slowly descended the mountain. Even though the rain was light inside the strange dome, the ground was still slippery and soft.
