At this moment, everyone was like bait trapped on a small boat, while a bloody great white shark circled around them, swimming in the water, searching for a chance to attack.
The hunter seemed very patient, or perhaps naturally unfamiliar with humans, hesitant to make any sudden moves.
For the next two quarters of an hour, that sense of danger lingered near and far, hovering around the four, and as time passed, Zhao Douan found himself unable to focus as he did at the start, feeling tired, distracted.
Everyone who fights often knows that the real drain on energy is not the few rounds of combat, but the tension of being constantly vigilant against the enemy.
"This thing is waiting for us to tire! It wants to attack when we're worn out!" Zhao Douan's face was grim.
But Zhang Yan Yi reminded him: "Don't rush! This is their territory, we are too suppressed. Rashly attacking may expose a flaw and be breached."
