But who on earth had cast that Earth Element Sand Shield?
Edmund Walsh, refusing to give up, ordered several more shells to be fired in quick succession. They were now only a few hundred meters from the gates of Tomorrow Base, yet they still couldn't break through the sand shield hanging in mid-air.
"Our guests have arrived bearing such a generous gift. How should we possibly repay you?"
A female voice, one that took many by surprise, drifted from the front of Tomorrow Base.
Anselm Hughes froze.
"It's Nina Jacobs! That's her voice! It has to be her!"
Wyatt Holden shouted.
Who else but Nina Jacobs had such a lazy, indifferent tone?
"How… is this possible?"
Anselm Hughes simply couldn't believe it.
"Get Felix Finch out here to talk! What's there for a woman like you to say?"
Edmund Walsh didn't really recognize Nina Jacobs, much less understand Anselm Hughes's shock.
However, she seemed to have no intention of paying him any mind. Instead, she announced:
