Those cold eyes made Richard's heart skip a beat.
He took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the pound in his heart.
He focused his attention.
It revealed the megalithic shadow.
It had a long head, two curved horns, and an exaggerated body shape... Centaurs.
A female centaur hid in the water and held a long-handled giant axe.
A simple leather armor covered the other party's chest, and her eyes were cold and emotionless.
It was as if she was a puppet.
A centaur in the water... A strong sense of disharmony filled this scene.
It made her feel a little strange.
How did the half-murlocs involved with the centaurs?
But when Richard thought about it, even the lake was in the air in this land of broken laws. So centaurs in the water didn't seem strange.
No matter what kind of being it was, it would give people a sturdy psychological impact once it has magnified hundreds or thousands of times.
