After a huge, soul-stirring buzzing sound, the searchlights hanging high above the huge space exploded one after another at an inopportune moment, losing their sacred and pitiful mission of emitting light.
Then, countless purple, dark green, dark blue and other cold light balls lingered around the merging mechanical body like giant fireflies.
"Wolfya, Abena...he's not feeling well." Dak's anxious voice came into his ears.
At this critical moment, Wolfya and he discovered that Abena, who had just barely maintained the last bit of strength to anger Gleb, now had pale lips and no trace of blood on his body. Even the heart of the Lost One, which should have been hot, began to become cool and he was in a semi-comatose state.
Despite the calls from several people, Abena just opened his lips slightly and was unable to utter a single word.
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