If they were unable to kill the Hydra alone, what else with the addition of five devils who were in charge of guarding the monster.
Their chances of winning were getting smaller and smaller with every death of their comrades by every minute that passed.
It was such an impossible task to be accomplished even when the Devils were out of the picture, and now they were starting to feel even more hopeless.
This was not a good sign…
"What is your name?" asked the water dragon shifter, crouching down beside Bree and helping the little girl to sit up.
"Bree," Bree answered in a low voice, her eyes still searching for Rossie's figure, but then a stifled screech left her lips when her eyes laid upon the massive nine headed creature, and the fierce battle that was taking place, just a little far from where she woke up.
