Dunn was yanked back by an old comrade behind him. He dropped to one knee, his face deathly pale. Where the slime mold had brushed over his right arm, it had torn away a small patch of flesh, and beads of blood seeped out.
That resident was worse off. A large chunk of flesh had been ripped from his calf when the fungal hyphae dragged him, blood gushing out as he trembled in pain.
The old Night Watcher who had pulled Dunn back lowered his head and glared at him.
"You hotheaded kid, did you forget the Night Watcher rules? You're just an ordinary person, and you dared to charge in like that?"
Dunn did not dare argue. He gritted his teeth and nodded.
The Night Watchers immediately crouched down and took out first-aid supplies to treat their wounds. Lu Yuan stepped forward to help as well, pulling a small bottle of Antidote from his waist pouch. He unscrewed the cap and poured it over the wound on Dunn's arm.
The pale green liquid washed over the injury. The fragments of Fungal Hyphae lodged in the flesh hissed and bubbled as they were slowly forced out.
He treated the resident's leg as well.
Lu Yuan was about to stand when his gaze casually swept across the collapsed carriage.
Something was wrong.
The people inside the carriage were crowded together. He scanned their faces and counted them.
There was one extra person.
His gaze settled on a "face" in the corner, and Gray-White Text immediately surfaced.
[Target detected: Sunk One (Puppet)]
To his eyes, the contours of that face were nothing more than a mass of Fungal Hyphae twisted together, barely shaped into facial features. It crouched silently amid the crowd.
A fungal body split off from the Sunk