In less than a minute, the warden, who was fiercely attacked by the eagle, had his entire face covered with blood. He was grabbed tightly by the little eagle.
With a flap of its wings, it picked up the warden and flew to the ground.
The warden was hanging in mid-air. He wanted to fight back with all his might, but when he saw how high up he was, he was so frightened that he froze and didn't dare to move. He even silently hoped that the eagle would hold on a little tighter.
When he was about two meters above the ground, the little eagle loosened its claws. The warden slammed to the ground with a bang. It was so painful that he didn't even have the strength to move.
At that moment, the helicopter that came to pick them up had already reached the sky above them, and the rope ladder that had been lowered was swaying in the wind.
Lucille told Hugo and Atlas, "You two go up first."
"Yes!"
The two of them did not hesitate and climbed up the rope ladder.