The loud thump came from something knocking against our morph-capable shield. Painful wails of the flying beast followed the sound. The second thump came, followed by the third, and more.

"Everyone apart from Sarje will leave the shelter. Prepare for combat," I ordered. It was no longer safe to keep hiding under the black tarp.

With my order, Zhang Bao'er, Anxashe, Old Du, and the Wargod soldiers crawled out from under the tarp. Seeing that everyone was in position, I also crawled out behind them.

Above us, five flying beasts with four claws could be seen spiraling in the air. To the side of us, a flying beast with an injured wing was sprawled on the ground. It was whining painfully. These flying beasts had four sets of claws and incredibly sharp fangs. With their massive wings, they stayed in the air. One of them was making a loud shrieking sound in the direction...