The White Tiger was afraid now.
It had been afraid earlier, when the other four humans had shown up and it had assumed it was about to be jumped. That fear had settled down once the four humans had simply stopped and watched. At least for now, it was safe from them and only had to focus on Lily, who it believed it could handle.
Back then, the White Tiger had been relieved. At the very least, death wouldn't come in the next few seconds. It wanted to take advantage of the humans misplaced mercy and tear this human apart!
There was only one thing it was starting to slowly realize…
The mage was getting stronger.
That was the thing that was making the White Tiger feel deep fear settle into its bones. Lily was getting stronger in real time. Somehow, his spells were stronger than those even ten seconds ago.
The White Tiger dodged a fireball and it did not dodge it cleanly. It got clipped on the flank, and yelped in pain like a stray kitten.
"Fire Fang!"
