Iron Jaw's form in the water was exceptionally agile and swift. The serpent tail suddenly swayed, and even before the whirlpool it created could fully form, the claws covered with dense, hard scales had already approached Louisa, aiming ruthlessly for the gaps in her armor between her throat and waist.
He couldn't understand why this Blood Race chose such a flashy yet impractical armor. If it had any merits, it was that the material was extraordinarily tough; even his full-force attack barely left a white mark.
However, this defensive advantage seemed pointless in front of the large exposed gaps of the armor.
If he saw this armor in another setting, Iron Jaw would have thought it was some sort of special event costume.
Although he was puzzled, it did not prevent Iron Jaw from precisely concentrating all his attacks on these "weak spots" in the armor.
However, the skill of this Blood Race was not to be underestimated either.
