What a relief!
It's just so satisfying!
Watching the so-called Dragon Tribe Clan Leader's smug expression, Sordo, who was carrying a fish spear on his back, nonchalantly curled his lips, a trace of disdain hidden behind his haughty eyes.
Too weak.
Whether it's these self-proclaimed members of the Dragon Tribe that look like geckos, or the little spiders that seem inseparable from a bunch of geckos, they all look like bugs in front of him.
Especially this so-called Clan Leader.
Just a fine-steel level of strength to become the leader of a clan.
It's a case of an overcrowded shallow pond!
"Gotta say, your move is pretty vicious. How come I never thought of that?" Sanu couldn't hide the look of joy on his face as he looked at Sordo carrying the fish spear.
Sordo smiled.
"This? This is nothing. We have plenty more tricks up our sleeves... it's just most of them don't work so well on land."
Sanu grinned broadly, his gaze intense as he spoke.
