Davina recoiled and gritted her teeth.
'So strong!' She thought—watching in horror as Diamantona killed Vadyn like she was nothing. He did not even need to move an inch to shatter her into thousands of fragments. 'As expected of someone who even Rex said was dangerous. I'm not his match at all, even in my werewolf form.'
Just from one move alone, she knew that the gap between them was too vast.
In fact, she didn't even know whether Rex was stronger than him.
Regardless, she knew that her role in this next battle was reduced to a supporting one.
Aspiring to do more than that would be too dangerous, and she was worried that her well-being would distract Rex and caused him to make a fatal mistake. She wouldn't be able to forgive herself if Rex lost simply because of her.
Her pride would be too wounded that she might kill herself if that ever happened
