The White Tiger, usually quiet as a dog, was now struggling on Julius Reed's chest.
It seemed to want to come out, but due to some kind of pressure, it couldn't leave Julius Reed's body.
However, the Black Tiger, which had initially been very aggressive, was now deeply afraid upon seeing the White Tiger tattoo, retreating step by step.
This fear wasn't feigned; it was genuine, arising from the heart.
An instinctive reaction made without conscious thought.
"Julius, what's going on?" Shadow Kims tended to a wound, discarded the golden armor, and cautiously followed behind Julius Reed.
He had noticed the change in the Black Tiger.
This change was extremely strange.
To cause such a formidable beast to fear, Shadow Kims saw an exploitable point.
If he could pinpoint this, he could leverage it to combat these phantom guards of the nether halls.
"Stay behind me, a little further away," Julius Reed tried to suppress his body's discomfort and lowered his voice.
