The disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves was already an insurmountable chasm, and the opponent possessed such a ferocious temperament. What a thorny situation, such an enemy.
With her weapon already gone, a bitter taste welled up in Nono’s heart. She had no choice but to accept her fate; even fully armed, she had been unable to inflict any damage on Odin, and now, bare-handed, was she supposed to charge in and engage Odin in hand-to-hand combat?
Nono had just experienced the temperature of the flames wrapping around Odin, practically unbearable from several meters away. If she actually pressed close, wouldn't she be roasted into a shriveled husk before even touching him?
Chapter 1002