(Good news and bad news, one of each. The good news is that the fox's Physical Strength isn't high, the bad news is that all its other stats are stronger than yours except for spiritual power.) Little Eight's reminder was simply superfluous.
Number 0 and Tushan Qi stood together close by the edge of the cliff, their retreat path already blocked by the fox.
Nine fox tails, from a distance, looked like camellias blooming in an instant. The red stone's color and the nine-tailed fox's fur seemed quite similar, suggesting some connection between the two. Number 0 set up the stone slingshot, aiming at the nine-tailed fox.
Number 0's movements were neither slower nor faster than before; in fact, she had used all the strength in her arm and did not dare let her eyes waver even slightly.
MISS, MISS. Two successive stones missed the fox, and the howling attacks enraged the red fox, which curled its fore and hind limbs into a sphere, lunging at Number 0 like a ball of thunderous fire.
