Atwood and his companions were also a bit flustered.
Not long ago, that gnoll Susie had just gone through a wilderness adjustment and obtained the inheritance of the ancient dragon soul, Frederick, demonstrating monstrous killing power.
The Corruption Twilight Guardian which had entangled them for half a day without any damage was buried alive just moments before.
And now, the brazen and unrivaled Foul Giants, using a set of instant traps, were knocked senseless, almost falling right here.
Now, however, the young dragon had entered a similar state.
If the change in a gnoll was so significant, what kind of monstrous entity would the young dragon become?
Atwood and his companions no longer dared to think further.
The only consolation was that the other party was on their side.
Looking at Aivensa's condition, she wouldn't be waking up any time soon.
