She saw Isaac Vaughn's figure flashing and dodging on the water's surface, the purple spiritual power fiercely clashing with the Great Viperdile's sharp claws.
Wyatt Yardley's figure moved like a ghost, silently gliding in the shadows, aiming directly for the Fiend Beast's vital points.
She still remembered the first encounter, when the Great Viperdile crushed an adult black panther in its jaws, flesh and blood flying everywhere.
At that time, it merely flicked its tail, stirring up enormous waves that nearly capsized their small boat.
Such a ferocious creature is now being faced head-on by Isaac Vaughn and Wyatt Yardley...
How could she not worry?
Could Isaac Vaughn and Wyatt Yardley really hold out?
If something were to happen to them...
She dared not think further.
"Don't panic."
Evan Orwell's voice was steady.
"Isaac Vaughn is Green Rank; dealing with a Green Rank creature is more than manageable."
