The air wave dissipated, but the late wind swept across every corner, making the leaves sway and rustle.
The Shadow Owl treaded on swaying branches, its crimson eyes quietly watching below. Suddenly, it spread its dark wings and silently flew into the air, overlooking everyone from a broader perspective.
The Cyan Wind Hunting Dog abruptly raised its head; its sharp eyes, like those of a hawk, seemingly pierced through the thick black night, locking onto the Shadow Owl rising upward, but instead of a warning growl, it sent a signal with its wagging tail.
The Flowing Cloud Sparrow, perched on its back, swiftly took flight, using the cover of night to conceal itself, finally slipping into the dense foliage, locking its dark eyes on the Shadow Owl in the sky.
"Another Poison Spore landmine."
