"Hmph, I thought you were a lost cause," Tigren snorted, turning to Chaos. "So, what's the plan?"
Before Chaos could even respond, Shye butted in.
"What else? Of course, I'll attack first. As if you two could even dent the barrier anyway…"
Once again, the two old heads were infuriated.
However, this time, they could only clench their fists, as even Tigren couldn't think of an appropriate response.
They indeed failed to dent the barrier earlier.
While they were certain the golden protective dome would eventually run out of energy if they kept attacking it, the two old commanders had no idea when that would happen—leaving the simulated Dweezel free to cause more damage in the meantime.
Piercing through the barrier was undeniably more efficient.
"Hmph, stop yapping and just get to work." Feng retorted coldly.
