The Space Bear Clan Patriarch's claws twitched involuntarily as he recalled the humiliation. If not for the gap in their power, he would never have submitted so easily.
The thought of her playful smirk and casual demeanor made his cosmic fur bristle.
'She's likely a Level 9.9 Overlord,' he thought bitterly, glancing at her as she surveyed the now-restored tundra. 'Against someone like her, I wouldn't last long even if I gave it my all.'
Aurielle's voice broke through his thoughts. "You're all sulky now, huh? Don't worry, big guy. I only teased you because you're fun! You'll thank me once the entire continent is unified and no longer falling apart."
The Patriarch let out a low grumble, but deep down, he knew she was right.
The restoration of the tundra was undeniable proof of her ability.
