Thomas and Max had transformed into their human forms on the way. Having not seen his mate for a long time, he stepped forward to hug Luci tightly, only asking after letting go:
"How are things?"
Luci sighed, looked at Eric and Max, her mood downcast:
"The beast cubs are scared, and the others aren't doing too well either. Fortunately, the wounds are healing well. Some warriors even wanted to go back to save their chief and comrades, but I stopped them.
That was a tier-eight magic beast; their chief and warriors absolutely have no chance of survival. Being able to escape with half the tribesmen is already very lucky."
Although very cruel, this was the truth. The destructive power of a tier-eight magic beast far exceeded imagination.
The Horned Goat chief and the warriors who stayed behind to cover the retreat must have been determined to sacrifice themselves to buy a glimmer of hope for their tribesmen.
Max, Thomas, and the others all had heavy expressions.
