Brando stared in shock as the short sword on Faina's belt slid out of its scabbard —
The short sword slowly fell.
At that moment, time seemed to stretch.
Everyone saw the sword fall slowly, then collide with a protruding rock, bounce to one side, continue to fall, and after several collisions,
it finally descended into the valley bottom with a series of crisp metallic crashes.
The platform was momentarily so quiet that a pin dropping could be heard.
In the distance, Andesa paused.
Then the woman suddenly raised her head in this direction — although she didn't see the people on the cliff, the slight arch of her purple brow seemed to confirm the direction of Brando's group in her mind.
A countless number of vines surged up behind Andesa, carrying her forward. She then transformed into a dark green dragon, and suddenly her speed increased as she dashed in this direction.
