Tyron was taken aback by Adrian's impulsive plan. The situation seemed precarious, and any mistake could be disastrous.

Adrian smiled faintly and said, "Tyron, sometimes you have to take risks to gain rewards. We'll stay at a safe distance. We can’t afford to advance recklessly."

This cautious approach seemed wise. Tyron hesitated but understood Adrian’s underlying message: observe from a distance and act only if an opportunity arose. After a moment’s consideration, Tyron nodded.

As the pair moved forward cautiously, they soon felt the tremors of a fierce battle ahead. The sounds of a brutal clash echoed through the forest, with the ground shaking as if the surroundings were on the brink of destruction.

They drew closer and sensed the immense power at play. Adrian stopped by a large tree and, feeling the overwhelming force, grasped Tyron's arm. "We shouldn’t advance any further. Look." He pointed into the distance.

Tyron saw two colossal figures locked in battle—a Crimson Blood Py