"Sea, Priestess Hailey, what should we do now?" A figure in a black robe stammered as he spoke, trembling under Toby's terrifying gaze.
Hailey's face was grim as she looked at Toby, who stood unharmed before her. Clenching her fist, she said, "This creature has thick skin and tough flesh; direct attacks won't work. It must have a weakness. As long as we find its weak spot, there will be a way to kill it..."
As Hailey spoke, she began to quietly channel the dwindling remnants of the Power of Faith within her, seeking to use the spiritual strength of the Profound Lord to pinpoint Toby's vulnerability.
However, Toby wasn't about to stand idle and let himself be observed. After being inexplicably ambushed and pummeled, his fury had reached its peak.
