The uninjured Beastmen hoisted their incapacitated companions onto their backs and swiftly departed.
The solemn look on Yuan Lang's face vanished. He reached into the bamboo tube at his waist, pulled out a dark, black object, and flung it toward the giant iron clawed insect.
The giant python had been sleeping soundly inside the bamboo tube when it was suddenly snatched up by a hand with a very familiar scent. Before it could even complain, it found itself being thrown through the air.
As its senses slowly returned, it became acutely aware that it was hurtling toward an incredibly powerful presence.
"HISSSSSSS!"
'WTF!'
'So this is the kind of Beastman you are?!'
'Aren't we supposed to be best buds?!'
Yuan Lang rubbed his nose. "That thing is too strong. It almost snipped me in two."
"As my good buddy, you're going to help me out, right? Just keep it busy for a little while so the tribe can get away. Then we can both make a run for it."
