Tuya's massive body of water elements began to spin even faster.
"Soyana, what do you mean by that? Are you suggesting that we are going to lose this battle when there is only one opponent left?" Tuya roared loudly.
"But his strength alone is enough to support a whole faction," Soyana replied, seemingly unfazed by Tuya, staring directly into his eyes without flinching.
Tuya was momentarily at a loss for words and, after a cold snort, said, "That spell just now, which was comparable to a magic curse, I doubt he can keep that up. Moreover, the hero who could cast such curses probably no longer has the strength to do it again. We still have hope. We cannot give up!"
At this moment, Ancient Tuya had no strength even to stand, leaning against the wall, his face pale and his body emanating cold sweat.
"Ancient Tuya, are you alright? Someone, come and help Ancient Tuya to rest!" Song Jian, noticing Ancient Tuya's condition, instantly frowned with concern.
