"They're coming!"
Lanna had no clue what Hilia had gone through.
Shortly after Hilia closed her eyes, the intensity of the tentacle attacks surged.
All the tentacles, which initially were like slime jelly, had solidified into forms as sturdy as branches and vines.
This form had high defense; even a Tier Five Mage like her would need some time to deal with them.
Of course, she had no thoughts of attacking at all.
Her two teammates' bodies were likely completely dissolved by now, and she just wanted to leave this place.
This journey had rekindled a long-lost sense of crisis within her.
Such a lurking threat had seldom occurred since she became a Tier Four Mage, especially after joining the Royal Court, becoming a Guardian Mage of the Holy Tree.
Now, the blood that had experienced countless dangers was slowly boiling once more.
