Chapter 855: Quicksand River (2)

They were like many ants crawling up his skin, onto his nose, eyes, eyelashes…

Curtis looked at the sand behind him, once again turned into his full beast form, placing his weight onto a further spot before slowly and steadily dragging out his tail.

By this time, Alva had only one arm and half his lower thigh left above the ground.

Curtis straightened his tail and pushed it into the sand, curling him up and slowly pulling out.

Pffft!

The moment Alva came out, he spat out sand from his nose and mouth, quickly backing off. When he sensed the soft sand under his feet,...