Isaac felt overwhelmed by the opponent's relentless attack, leaving him uncertain about how to respond and somewhat challenged.
"No wonder it's a mythical beast's bloodline, it's really quite powerful!" Isaac smiled and expressed his admiration, then aimed to attack his opponent's weak spot, specifically the recently injured tail.
"Being opportunistic and thinking you are always right!" Mixandrei snorted coldly, ready to ignore Isaac's attack.
Clang!
When the Skyrend Sword struck her tail, it produced a piercing metallic clash, failing to break through her defense.
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