"Desert Tail Fox in grave danger!"
As the commentator's voice fell, the Fire-Toothed Dog clamped its flame-engulfed fangs around the neck of the Desert Tail Fox.
The Fire-Toothed Dog had already faced the Desert Tail Fox once before.
It was well aware of the weakness in the Desert Tail Fox's neck.
Although last time Flame Tooth had struck a vital point, it couldn't take the fox down due to the gap in strength until it suffered additional damage from a heavy blow.
But this time…
The commentator suddenly stood up, "Am I seeing this right? This is the Flame Tooth at the level of minor mastery!"
His commentary had once again become rich with emotion.
Mid-level skills at minor mastery aren't uncommon, but they're incredible when displayed by a pet beast freshly contracted by a junior high graduate.
