"Whoo..."
The entire cavern underground suddenly echoed with the screams of Gusha, filled with extreme anger and unwillingness.
"Finally, it's over..."
The Watchman, limp as a noodle inside the barrier, was pale with only the bloodstains near the corners of his eyes and nose clearly visible.
"I was careless, if I had known it would be this intense, I should have prepared more..." the Watchman said weakly with a forced smile.
"Stop talking now..." Tina, looking at him with urgency and heartache, continuously waved her hands, constantly blessing him.
"Now that the sealing of Gusha has ended, can he come out now?" Tina asked the others halfway through.
"To think we have to part ways so soon... tsk tsk, talking and chatting with Little Eight every day for so many years, and now to suddenly separate, it does feel a bit lonely..." the Watchman then seemed to regain some strength, sat up from the ground, and looked up at the darkness with a somewhat melancholic expression.