Guru Mountain, Dawn Peak.
The smile on Joela's lips remained radiant.
The moment the giant rabbit holding a sickle leaped out, the alchemists from the Alchemy Workshop breathed a long sigh of relief.
The sigh they released carried a wealth of unspoken information. It felt like a taut string suddenly going slack, or a suspended stone finally hitting the ground. This single exhalation brought waves of relief and waves of nostalgia.
"Hello, old friend." Despite the conflict, Joela greeted this humanoid giant rabbit as though they were long-lost friends.
CRASH! The sickle struck against the Diamond, sparks flying.
SWOOSH— The rabbit, still leveraging its strength in its astonishing Bomb Jump, quickly dodged the Berserk Brad, deftly twisting in mid-air.
"It's going into the burrow! Hector, watch out!"
"Understood, Elder Joela!" Hector extended his serpentine arm, beginning to probe for the hidden burrow on the ground.
