"Little Green, you've done an excellent job. This poison screen looks like it has already reached the upper echelon of the third tier."
Charles gently tousled Little Green's twin ponytails, his tone warm and approving.
Standing nearby, Catherine and Medusa exchanged amused smiles. They had been observing the battlefield from the sky since the war began, and naturally, they saw how the poison screen transformed into a moat, effectively isolating the coalition forces outside the forest.
Little Green responded with a cheeky grin, her twin ponytails swaying adorably: "They dared to bully my Master! Once I reach the fourth tier, I'll lay down a poison array right in their base and wipe them out!"
Her innocent voice carried a fierce determination, a stark contrast to her cute appearance. If it weren't widely known that she was a master of poisons, one might easily mistake her for an innocent, harmless girl.
