Letting out a deep sigh, Theo collapsed back on Feng's back.
For a moment, he just stared up at the dark sky.
'We're still nowhere near strong enough,' he thought. 'I can't even imagine what an actual A-rank would look like…'
There was one thing he was now painfully aware of, though.
The gap in strength between creatures of the same rank was insane, far higher than he'd expected.
'Every single one of that worm's attacks was at least twice as powerful as the Ice Serpent's frost breath…'
Closing his eyes for several long seconds, Theo gradually calmed himself down.
Despite his aching core, he pushed himself up once more.
In front of him, Lyra, Jim, and Iris all sat around Owen.
Iris held up her hands near him, a faint red mana flowing into his eyes.
''How is he?'' Theo asked quietly.
''Just unconscious,'' Jim said, glancing up. ''But that's as far as we know.''
Theo nodded once.
None of them were medical professionals or had the healing element.
