569 Bad Luck

And Xi couldn't have been more right.

Dozens of kilometers away from Jake, several humanoid figures were dumped through a crack that suddenly opened in the vault of the cavern. As they fell, the refugees and beasts dropped mercilessly from the Dungeon Digestor's cave walls over a hundred meters above the ground began to scream in terror, their faces completely drained of blood.

Just as they had mentally resolved to meet their maker, one of those sleek figures with feminine attributes, whose flurried turquoise hair fluttered in the wind, hurried past them, her body wrapped in a Dark Halo.

The next moment, several Giant Dark Ravens came cawing proudly out of the shadows cast by the ashen tree canopy below them, catching them in extremis before impact.

"Phew, that was close..." An elderly voice breathed out in relief, releasing all its stress at once.