"How does it feel to be prey instead of being the predator?" Kiba asked as he slowly moved forward.
Only five armed men remained along with Fiona, Joel and the two who were operating the battle tank. The others were wiped out of existence.
The armed men didn't dare imagine they would suffer such heavy casualties in the outer area of the forest.
Yet the reality was in front of them. Their roles have changed from predator to prey.
What they now were feeling was despair, fear, and regret.
"Don't get so cocky," Joel gritted his teeth and said. "The roles could still reverse."
"Is that so?" Kiba asked as he brought his eyes on Fiona whose expression was still the same as ever. She didn't appear to be the least bit worried about the losses.
"Yes!" Joel waved his hand and a stream of green energy shot out of his palm. At the same time, green waves engulfed his limbs and he leaped high in the air.