Her team reached the quarterfinals on the left side.
While two teams were about to clash to decide who will be their opponent to advance to the second finals on the left side.
Just two more battles and Nero's team would challenge the winning team on the right side.
"Nero, excuse us." Maisa sighs pitifully: "We have not been of any help so far, and it is very likely that it will remain so."
She hated feeling weak, but she understood that she couldn't just act brave and get even her hired beasts killed in the process.
Her level difference was only evident as their team progressed.
Anderson and Paloma, although happy to be moving forward, still felt awkward being carried by Nero.
Nero touched her chin and a smile was on her face: "Don't think too much, I said from the beginning that I would carry you if you agreed to form a team with me."
