Night Owl sprinted frantically through the dense forest.
He clutched his throbbing head with his hand, seething with rage:
"Once I dig out the bullet and regain my strength, the first thing I'll do is skin each and every one of you Red Demon scum, tear you to shreds, and drain you into dry corpses."
Just as Night Owl cursed furiously, there was a sudden "snap" sound.
The ground covered with fallen leaves beneath him suddenly gave way, and his body plummeted straight down.
"What?!"
Night Owl's face changed abruptly, and he hastily spread his fleshy wings behind him, trying to stabilize himself and fly up.
But due to the severe trauma to his head, his nerve reactions were much slower than usual.
In an instant, he lost his balance and fell down.
Thud!
Night Owl fell heavily to the bottom of the pit.
He held the muddy ground with both hands, raising his head awkwardly and looking around.
It's a massive pit, five meters deep, with smooth and straight walls all around.
