In a flash, the rays of the midday sun converged over the dazzling golden scepter before exploding out instantaneously!
Witnessing such a scorching resplendent radiance, Hecaosi immediately believed Guarba was about to counterattack. He clutched his eyes and retreated hastily, making a backward roll before adopting a strict guarding stance.
Yet at this precise instance, the sludging remnants of Guarba’s dying zombie beast abruptly lurched towards Mbenga, who was presently gripping his head and trembling excessively.
Sheyan’s breathing froze at this instance. For him to just watch as Mbenga dies before him, was absolutely impossible. Just as he was about to leap out and shield Mbenga, a notion flashed up in his mind.
"If I were Guarba….."
Due to that very notion, Sheyan continued feigning death as he watched as the withering zombie beast swipe towards Mbenga with its claws.