"Hahahaha, I can't believe they actually succeeded, you're all certainly doomed now."
The cold voice of the Gray Sparrow echoed, "It's just a flawed specimen that wouldn't live for long anyway." Despite saying this, one could feel the frequency of his attacks accelerate.
"Nervous, are we? Even if it doesn't live long, it is still a fourth-tier Murloc. If you don't run now, with the Murloc's help, your death is certain." The small island left no room for the Gray Sparrow to flee.
Even if a fourth-tier creature could tarry through water for a while, water was, after all, water. No creature could persevere through it indefinitely. Eventually, the Murloc would hunt down and kill those fleeing, thus making escape impossible.
"As long as the others could stall for time, stall until the Murloc dies, I will be the ultimate victor."
"Do you think that's possible? A third-tier is no match for a fourth-tier." The battle between the two intensified.
