"Was this place always this dangerous..."
Motan sighed without getting an answer. He slightly bent down in the most advantageous battle stance, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Of course, he didn't expect the vicious creature resembling a demon beast in front of him to provide an answer, nor did he have the leisure to talk to himself, let alone expect the terrified boy behind him to clearly answer this question.
The one he was asking was the girl who descended like a gentle breeze from the heavens, resembling an 'angel' from every perspective.
No need to turn around, just from that captivating fragrance he could guess her identity; without thinking, his mind could outline her world-stunning visage. Facing away from his overly spectacular companion, Motan curiously asked the girl who had more experience compared to himself.
"I don't know, I didn't encounter anything like this the last time I came. Need a hand?"
