Basham's anomaly did not attract any attention from the elders.
Because no one had the time to be distracted by him.
...
"Why did these big guys suddenly get such a bad temper? I'll give them a good lesson when we get back."
The low growls of the Black Wood Cannon Beast were becoming more frequent.
This phenomenon of urgently trying to break free from control had never occurred before.
The elder who had just inflated his lungs showed dissatisfaction in his eyes, ready to formally blow the signal whistle for the Black Wood Cannon Beast to retreat.
His knuckles bent and flexed, and everyone waited silently for the elder's command to be given for control.
The wind was still very calm.
Occasionally, there was a rustling sound from the grass.
But just when everyone's mood was about to settle, a black shadow suddenly flickered from the dense grass below.
His figure was suspended high above the restless Black Wood Cannon Beast, which was shaking its head anxiously.
