The Sandstorm
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Dumby pulled back its right hand. The scene beneath it was now one of chaos, as the Sand Monsters exploded spontaneously into clouds of sand around the people at the foot of the sand dune. The members of the group looked at each other in bewilderment, trying to wrap their heads around what had just happened.
Gao Peng silently gazed down at them for a moment before turning around and leaving the place alongside Dumby and the others.
"Someone's on the other side of the sand dune," said one of them who had managed to catch a glimpse of Gao Peng's back disappearing behind the sand dune.
"He must have helped us," said an older gentleman in the party pensively. "Should we go thank him?"
"Seeing how quickly he walked away, I don't think he wants to be thanked," said a woman.
"Tch, shows how much you know," muttered the woman's husband. "We should always remember to thank those who've helped us in life, regardless of whether they want to be thanked or not."