At that moment, the middle-aged Black man waiting for the others to create chaos heard the commotion. He looked up at the mysterious pet beast racing toward the crater and froze for a moment before bursting with delight.
"Ferrell, I think our chance is coming soon!"
The middle-aged white man called Ferrell also looked up. After a brief silence, he asked, "Why do I feel like this pet beast looks familiar?"
"This is the pet beast that kid was holding earlier." McCarthy said with certainty.
The pet beast that child had been holding earlier was unfamiliar to him, so he had taken a few extra looks. There was no way he could be mistaken.
"It looks like this after getting bigger..." Ferrell looked thoroughly surprised.
He was starting to believe that the child from earlier had an unusual background, because the pet beast overhead practically radiated one word from head to toe: expensive!
"How many others are there?" Ferrell asked.
"Three," McCarthy said.
"Have them make their move now," Ferrell said gravely.
McCarthy looked a little awkward. "I don't have any way to contact them."
The veins on Ferrell's forehead twitched. "Then how do you contact them?"
"They're all Pet Beast Masters with Ghost Types. They know when it's best to act," McCarthy explained. "Look, even the youngest Pet Beast Master hasn't disappointed us. Relax, they know what to do."
If this guy didn't have a pet beast capable of entering the volcano, I never would have partnered with someone this sloppy... Ferrell restrained himself and said calmly on the surface, "While everyone's attention is on that pet beast, have your Lava Beast circle around and go in from behind."
The Lava Beast was an Advanced Pet Beast with dual Fire and Rock Types. It possessed the Lava Armor trait,