Li Huazhao ignored the Great Elder's confusion, simply gripping the dining knife in his hand tighter.
In such a moment, teetering on the edge of life and death, he had no surplus of words but immersed his heart entirely in the act of hunting.
The hunter and the hunted, separated by merely a hair's breadth.
"Forget it, this is meaningless," the Great Elder scoffed disdainfully, unconcerned.
According to the game's classification, she should be considered a mage, and now a warrior-like fellow has finally matched a mage in physical condition...
Is that worrisome?
Once again, the Great Elder unleashed several Divine Light attacks, the toad-shaped growth on her shoulder opening its eyes to stare directly at Li Huazhao.
"?!"
Li Huazhao's eyes widened as well, locking gaze with that of the growth; he found himself unable to look away from it. He even lost control of his body, only able to watch helplessly as the Divine Light attack landed on him.