Of course, he was not unreasonable to think this way, but no matter how powerful Wind Dragon Adela was, it was impossible for it to break the protective barrier surrounding this arena—
"Kevan?"
"Don't interrupt!" The frail boy's tone hardened for the first time as he shook his head vigorously, frowning. Although Wind Dragon Adela caught his attention, his mind lingered on the previous scene; a detail that made his heart skip a beat.
He put his hand into his pocket, pressing against something.
...
"Wind Dragon Adela." Medisha grew tense, her lips pursed tightly, silver eyes locked ahead, the silver long shuttle in her hand gripped tightly—
No matter what, the strength of a Golden Upper-tier creature was a significant threat to them.
"Lord, although this beast looks massive and cumbersome, its speed is actually quick and agile—" The Silver Elf Princess gently reminded.
