In an instant, her head started ringing. It felt as if all the strength had been drained from her body.
Zachary Sullivan held Jane Sterling tightly in his arms, his expression showing he was just as devastated.
He freed one hand and took out his phone.
"Hello? Why aren't the experts from abroad here yet? Hurry up! Send a private jet to get them!"
Zachary Sullivan was practically shouting, but he suddenly saw the doctor in front of him turn pale with shock.
Then, he felt a weight on his left arm. Zachary Sullivan turned and saw Jane Sterling's head loll to the side as she fainted.
In the hazy confusion, it felt as though someone was calling her name and gently pushing her shoulder. Startled, Jane Sterling shot to her feet.
"Terran Lord, are you all right?"
Before Jane Sterling could even react, a group of bizarrely shaped figures from below approached, looking at her with great concern.
