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“Fuh!” Shadow pushed her hoodie to the back, revealing her face. Her cheeks were covered with sweat and flushed.

“Are you okay there, daughter?” Ibrahim in his beast form kneeled in front of her.

“Hot, niece?” Ali fanned her face with his hands.

“Water, water, water.” Nathan rummaged through a cold bottle inside his spatial pocket.

Juviana supplied a never-ending cold breath around them to make sure Shadow’s body temperature didn’t rise.

Miley was literally panicking silently and placed a shelter-like boulder around them to cover her from the sun's heat from stroking their heads.

“I am okay, guys.” Shadow tried to slow them down. “This robe is temperature regulation. I am not hot.”

“Your face is flushed, daughter.”

“Your sweat, niece…”

“Master… thirsty…”

“Shadow, you look lethargic dear.”

“Not well rested.”

All of them spoke simultaneously, refusing to let her downplay the pain she experienced.

Tuk!

Julian fell into despair.

‘What… what… what…’

His eyes shifted among them with a disb