"Get lost!" he roared at Tina, trying several times to dodge, but Tina's bulky frame kept entangling him.
No matter how severely injured.
After failing to guard him again, causing two undead to turn to ashes, Tina finally roared and stretched out her arms, biting down with teeth as dense as steel needles.
For the first time, her teeth that had never actively attacked gleamed coldly and successfully bit into the slender shoulder, almost piercing through his body.
[?] The enemy finally couldn't struggle anymore; he couldn't drag his cumbersome burden along.
A pitiful bird was chained with an iron chain far heavier than its body weight.
Meanwhile, the undead's magic was already prepared.
"Tina, get out of the way!" Diao, the sealed Dark Great Mage, shouted.
But Tina merely waved at them.
Attacking, treating herself as the target.
The glass cannons hesitated, having seen similar situations many times, though each time left them in a bad mood.
