Rong Buqiu, unlike the Demon Hunter or the Elder Race, lacked their heightened senses. So, when Cassandra kicked away the rubble blocking the door, the Three-Floral Kitten quickly jumped down from Lann's shoulder and raised its sword, guarding the entrance.
Once the dust settled, it sighed in relief.
"It's Cassandra and the others, meow!"
Rong Buqiu let out a long sigh, having felt immense pressure during the recent conflict with Demos, even though Lann bore the brunt of the confrontation.
After all, Demos was unlike anything it had faced before, a wise human with strength and weight not exceeding that of monsters, nor a life force as robust, yet far more adept at exterminating other intelligent beings.
This brought enormous psychological pressure to Rong Buqiu.
It merely held on because of Lann's presence and its dream to become an excellent warrior.
