One of Javr's lackeys spoke up: "Don't worry about it..." He looked to the side, not wanting to face Race for some reason.
Race looked at the guy he was carrying on his back. He had a hammer indent on the side of his face—looking heavily injured.
"Kepl... you guys just met up with Crimson, didn't you?" Race immediately surmised, narrowing his eyes. "Tell me what happened if you want what's best for you."
"Okay... it doesn't matter now anyway," another one of Javr's friends spoke up. "Javr picked a fight with that Dragon Tamer guy."
Race's brow heightened as he scanned Javr closer.
'What...' He thought to himself in shock. 'Javr isn't a section king like me, Crimson, and Bepan... but he still isn't weak by any means. To do this to him... that guy must not be a complete weakling.'
"How much damage did Tyr Evolion take?" Race asked decisively, wanting an answer so he could gauge Tyr's power.
