"Brother Ade has been like this for several hours."
Tianlan looked at Fang Hong lying on the bed, couldn't help but ask worriedly.
The cabin was momentarily quiet, the 'storm' from a few hours ago had long since passed. If not for the bloodstains and feathers left on the deck, it was as if nothing had ever happened. The Dragon Beast Army eventually brushed past Charter City and disappeared at the horizon's edge.
Yet the true storm brewing in the north was imminently approaching, the sky was gloomy and overcast, ice-cold wind cutting like knives, mixed with some snowflakes while the ropes on deck swayed and howled.
But inside the room, sound was isolated; Miss Fairy sat quietly on the pillow, looking up at them and said, "Mr. Knight is not in any danger."
Atira gently nodded after hearing this, turned and said to the others, "Let Ade rest alone, you all should go back."
