Philip's expression sank as he swiftly leaped away from the ant statue. Treading on the rows of circles drawn on the floor, he gazed at them in contemplation while deftly evading the statues' relentless attacks.
The cat-and-mouse game persisted until Philip sensed the statues growing irritated, breaking formation and advancing towards him. Their intent was crystal clear—they sought to eliminate him swiftly.
"This is getting more troublesome," Philip pondered, his eyebrows remaining contorted in concern.
He was still stunned by the indestructibility of the statues and felt it should be impossible. However, having experienced it firsthand, he had no choice but to confront the reality and devise a new plan as swiftly as possible.
"There must be a way to defeat them," Philip thought aloud, glancing at the outer portion of the circle and intuitively murmuring, "Lure."
