In the next instant, a surge of white light burst from the Pterosaur, and it shuddered violently before its legs folded beneath its body as if the strength had been ripped away.
In a matter of seconds, it lost its consciousness and collapsed to the ground while an invisible mass of energy entered its master.
In a flicker of thought, he recalled Tempest into the pet inventory and raised his hands. As twin daggers materialized in Lin Fang's hands, mana flew into them, giving off a thick and sharp blue layer over the edges of the blades.
The masked man's eyes narrowed at the sight of Pterosaur's disappearance. "First, that direwolf, then, mana, and now this… This target is surprising me again and again…"
He stepped back half a pace, injecting more mana into his sword. "I don't know what's going on, but let's complicate it by overthinking. Let's finish this job and return."
Turning into a blur, he charged forward.
At the same time, Lin Fang moved, too.
