The impact of these words was immediate—cutting through most trash talk with an overwhelming sense of disdain and impatience.
If Winter Sea Frenzied Shark truly became angry now, it would only prove that he was being unreasonable.
After taking a few deep breaths, Winter Sea Frenzied Shark kicked the Hatred Thorns that was curled up at his feet.
It had been a long time since they'd last met, and now Hatred Thorns had transformed completely. The first time they encountered it, it was a massive, dense thicket of thorns—like a small forest in itself. Back in the desert, it had trapped Rita and Nivalis. Rita believed that, back then, it hadn't even shown its full potential.
Now, however, Hatred Thorns seemed to have become something even more dangerous.
The thorns gleamed brilliantly, like shiny metal, casting an almost artistic glow. Even though its form had shrunk to the size of a full-grown cat to facilitate movement, it still exuded an intimidating aura.
