"Let's end it here, shall we?"
Rune spoke casually with an expressionless look on her face as she sat on top of a 6-meter large Stoneborn, pointing her dagger at the giant gemstone protruding from the center of his giant, stony back.
"…"
The Stoneborn didn't answer. He was currently lying on the ground, his eyes looking at the 'battlefield.'
There were dead vines all over the place, trying to capture or attack this cat. Some of these vines were also burned or crushed. However, none of the damage to these vines was done by the woman sitting on his back.
The vines were crushed by his allies instead.
As for the woman, she didn't have to attack these vines. For some reason, every time any Sylvanix tried to target her using their vines, it never worked.
She always dodged their attacks with absolute precision. Her movements were so fast that none of them were able to see through them.
