"The duration of the Cold Drink is still too short, we have to hurry," Luluwo wiped the corner of her mouth, her gaze sweeping over the magma in front of her.
As they approached the magma, the previously harmless-looking branch suddenly snapped upward, whipping towards Tami with lightning speed.
"Watch out!"
Berto wanted to push Tami away, but saw her draw her sword confidently to block and counterattack.
But the next second, with a crisp "bang," Tami was spun around several times and slammed to the ground, leaving a deep dent on her chest armor.
"The strength of this thing is beyond my imagination," he got up sheepishly, showing no signs of injury, "I was careless, sorry."
"So they do attack people." Luluwo had already swung out her chain, wrapping it around the branch still flailing in the air with precision. "Indeed, quite strong."
