Seeing Tibbers get blasted into a distant snowbank, Annie looked over at the monk who had finished the fight and was ready to leave. Her mouth hung open in shock.
She wasn't worried about whether her Tibbers was alive or dead. She knew that although she'd severely limited his strength, his health bar was infinite. An ordinary monkey would've been beaten to death by that barrage of attacks, but her Tibbers wouldn't!
"..."
(*⊙o⊙)
After her surprise wore off, she couldn't help asking again, amazed that there was such a formidable monk here:
"Who are you, anyway?"
(д)b
"How are you so strong?"
|o`)
"Are you a hidden boss?"
Annie had already figured it out. Putting aside the strange spells and magic, if they were only comparing martial arts—their purely physical attacks—then based on the moves and fighting style he'd just displayed, this monk seemed far superior to that old monster Yellowbrow.
"..."
The burly monk didn't answer.
He didn't seem to understand the strange words Annie had just used. Instead, he stared in surprise at the "monkey" in the distance, who was climbing slowly out of the snowbank with a dark expression. He hadn't expected his full-force barrage to leave his opponent seemingly unharmed.
"!!"
(_)
"Fine, don't tell me!"
(`^)
Annie was still baffled. She didn't understand why such a strange, yet righteous-looking monk was working for the old monster Yellowbrow. But since the monk wasn't friendly, she couldn't be bothered to think about it. She turned to her own "monkey," Tibbers, who was walking over with a dark expression, and ordered:
"Tibbers!"
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"Get serious! Beat him up!"
(ψ｀▽′)o
As the saying went, no matter how skilled you were, you still had to fear a kitchen knife. The monk's martial arts might indeed be impressive—he really did