"What the fuck happened over there?!" Blaze couldn't help but ask.
After the battle with the {Redscale Soldiers}, Cain had them all retreat quickly, picking up the wounded and the corpses of the dead to give a proper burial.
He was currently in a terrible mood...
Not just because his plan had just been ruined, but also because the threat from that 'Ant Queen' was just too real.
'Even with the {Eye of General Observation}, I couldn't see her skills.'
Cain had no idea what skills the creature possessed. The system should have come in handy at a time like this, but it was too busy fucking him over. It provided her name and even her stats, but no clues as to what types of skills she had.
What differentiates the powerful from the weaklings, are skills. All that magnificent power had to be applied someway and somehow, after all. The truly dangerous beings had equally frightening skills, spells and abilities.
