The crashing downpour washed through the dream, mingling with the dense fog beneath the ground. The originally scalding tentacles dissolved along with the fog, while the wounds on the two girls' bodies rapidly healed under the rain's baptism.
Layer upon layer of ripples spread across the water beneath the girls' feet. Under the surface, two undercurrents wrestled with each other, twisting together.
The great fox stopped speaking altogether. He knew he had met a true mentor-level opponent; the distraction of even a single sentence could make him lose his advantage in the blink of an eye.
The ripples gradually turned into waves. With the slightest breeze poured in, they formed a Water Tornado. The tornado swiftly divided into layers: the upper layer gradually became nothing but wind, while the lower layer was entirely water. The tornado of separated wind and water soon broke apart in the middle, then rapidly formed two evenly matched vortexes—a Whirlwind and a Water Tornado.
The Wind Tornado gave off a vibration. "Who exactly are you?"
The great fox could not hold back. He had roamed the world for nearly a hundred years. Even if he had not met every Mind Mentor, Psychic Dragon, and Fox Clan Legend, he had at least heard of them. But someone at the Archmage level who could contend evenly with him, a quasi-Legend, was truly something he had never seen before.
Yet the great fox's question received no answer at all. Without the slightest hesitation, the Water Tornado pressed up against the Wind Tornado, preparing for another close-quarters fight.
Then Suvila roared, "Hmph, don't fail to appreciate kindness!"
Countless streams of seawater were sucked into the sky along the tornado, turning into layers of dark clouds. The dark clouds rolled with yellow lightning, and at the Water Tornado came a