For a moment, everyone fell silent.
Even a massive Aberrant Beast couldn't withstand the sandstorm, let alone a group of humans like them.
Right now, they could do nothing but wait inside this house.
Those who had been unwilling to stay put were now, one by one, resigning themselves to their fate.
But they soon learned that even resignation was a luxury.
Hector Grant's gaze swept over the crowd as he spoke in a heavy tone, "The Aberrant Beast slammed into the house hard. The main structure has some cracks."
No one there was a fool.
On the contrary, each person's mind raced faster than the last.
Without Hector Grant needing to say another word, they all understood his implication.
With the main structure cracked, there was no telling how long the house could hold up against the raging sandstorm.
If they lost the shelter of this house, how long could they last?
They might be swept up into the sky by the sandstorm in a matter of minutes.
