The Sand Shinobi Retreated

"Damn it! Bastard! Baka!" Using the Sand Eye to watch Yueguang Han fly even higher, Rasa, hidden within the Golden Sand Cloud, looked so grim his face could have dripped ink. Glancing at the Golden Sand Cloud on the ground, Rasa could only grit his teeth, curse, and obediently control the Golden Sand Cloud as it descended. The farther away it was, the weaker his control over the Gold Dust became. He could even lose control of it entirely.