Bab 961: Chapter 961. Seven Fists of Hope

They were already in the third hour since the Hex of Power Restraint's activation. The artifact's duration only had a bit more than half an hour left. While the dragon turtle still had around half of its HP. Finishing the dragon turtle before the Hex's power ran out of duration seemed to be an impossibility.

The merfolk were probably also aware of this grim prospect. Their assaults were getting less aggressive as if they were losing hope. The lower-ranked merfolk kept on glancing at their sea mother, expecting her to call off the attacks. This caused them to lose focus from time to time, which gave the dragon turtle more openings. Thus, casualties among the merfolk increased.

"Fight…! Keep on fighting, my warriors! We will show this beast who is the true ruler of this gulf!!" Ama shouted. She finally noticed her merfolk's half-heartedness.