Surviving the Death to Meet with the Demons Part I

“Faster, Wisana!!!”

The shouting with panic was from Maysa.

The little one was riding, facing the name's owner on their favorite yellow bird. Because the pair of grey eyes were being used as a rare mirror to warn them about the deadly incoming attacks that were always so close to taking them down.

No longer than three seconds before she screeched out again.

“KYAAA!! To the left, Wisana!” She did not just say it, but also yanked his collar to the left as well.

Like he did not know where the left side was!!

“Got it. Got it!”

Wisana shouted back, pulling on the reins with his full force and abruptly diverting the bird to the left.

BOOM!!!

The action got them to survive in the nick of time.