In the early hours of dawn, the eastern sky was tinged with a pale white.
It was time for the lynx tribe to take turns guarding.
However, last night was especially unusual; the desert lynxes were extremely anxious and restless, unable to sleep.
They dared not make any noise and occasionally glanced towards the sleeping man and lynx under the tree, fearful of waking the two Godslayers.
To the eyes of the desert lynxes, this scene did not follow the usual norms.
Humans were undoubtedly their prey.
Desert lynxes generally adhered to "consume upon capture," rarely keeping food overnight.
From a human's perspective, this scene was also quite unsettling.
If Du Yu was resting against the big cat, the scene would be appropriate.
But now it was the other way around.
Poor Du Yu was pressed down by the giant beast, squeezed under the tree, only half of his upper body visible.
