Be careful

Be Careful

No one could muster up the courage to directly attack the Cobra lord until Junan waved his sword. He called out to Clark for help. Clark held a sharp blade in his hand.

"I will try my best to capture its attention and when I have managed to do so, you will use your weapon." Beads of silver sweat broke on Junan's forehead and trickled down his frown. He was staring at the Cobra lord with a deep sense of loathing and fear.

The sword had a different mechanism of action as compared to the blade. The blade could easily injure the tail if they perfectly followed each other. Currently, Cobra was trying its best to capture any team member. And even if one of the team members was attacked by it, their whole team would have to say goodbye to the competition.