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"Don't you know we're on a battlefield right now?" the Mountain Lion Nightstalker said as she cut through the net trapping the gorilla battle pet with her dagger. "We could run into danger at any moment. Every minute, every second matters. A single minute-or even a single second-could mean life or death. So you'd better cut down on the pointless chatter while you're on the battlefield."

The Mountain Lion Nightstalker ranger looked up at the Gorilla Ranger and smiled. "Even if you absolutely can't help chattering, you should at least free your own gorilla battle pet from the net while you're doing it!"

Only then did the Gorilla Ranger notice that although the Mountain Lion Nightstalker had been talking to her all this time, her dagger had never stopped moving as she helped free the gorilla battle pet.

Even if the Gorilla Ranger had the thickest skin imaginable, she still couldn't help blushing a little. After all, the gorilla battle pet was hers, not the Mountain Lion Nightstalker's! Someone else was helping her, yet she, the gorilla battle pet's owner, had...

The Gorilla Ranger lowered her head in embarrassment and silently began helping her gorilla battle pet, cutting through the net wrapped around it.

But she still couldn't suppress her curiosity. She desperately wanted to know how that Orc Wolf Rider had escaped the net.

"How did that Orc Wolf Rider get out of the net?" she finally couldn't help asking again just as they were about to finish cutting through it.

"Did you notice the Orc Wolf Rider's little movements? Think carefully!" the Mountain Lion Nightstalker asked.

"That orc? Didn't he stay completely still after the net caught him?" the Gorilla Ranger asked in astonishment.

"No! He moved! At least, his hands and foot moved a little! It looks