Collapsing into a puddle of water, Lillian soon reformed while scratching the back of her head, still thinking back to how the plasmatic leviathan heads were dispersed so easily.
They were so powerful the first time she used them, able to deal severe damage to the Jungle Lord, but the fact that their durability was probably no higher than glass was concerning.
'They're basically glass cannons...'
Lillian spun back on her heel and looked towards the Jungle Lord, who had survived the fall with minimal injuries.
She stroked her chin for a bit, gazing at the Jungle Lord's current form before looking back.
The exit that was far behind them was big enough for the Jungle Lord's original form.
Bending down to the corpse of the Umbralight Drake, Lillian attached a Parasitic Line to its deceased body before connecting it to the Jungle Lord.
