Returning to the Palace

"Whew..."

Behind Limon, Uzi wasn't idle either. It charged into the wasteland beside the road like a wild bull. After a few dull thuds, two white figures suddenly materialized and hurtled backward through the air. Uzi was incredibly powerful, with attributes several times that of Limon. If even Limon would struggle to withstand a kick from Uzi's hoof, these rat assassins didn't stand a chance.

Not far away, yellow sand swirled on the road. The movement was subtle, like a gentle breeze skimming over the sand, creating a vortex that gradually drifted away. Although he couldn't see it clearly, Limon knew exactly what it was.

"Uzi, catch it. I want it alive," Limon commanded.

Uzi, which had been running merrily beside the road, heard Limon's words and let out a neigh, "Whew." It leaped forward, its four hooves pounding the ground, and transformed into a black phantom as it sped onto the road through the billowing sand and dust.