But every air bullet aimed completely at Pororo was actually dodged by him.
Pororo used the assistance of his legs and tail to dodge everywhere, showing a flexibility that was completely different from his appearance.
And he was able to accurately capture the attacks coming towards him.
Seeing this situation, Kriel frowned deeply.
Without the influence of Alka's pink mist, his judgment of battle no longer had that previous sense of confusion.
But he couldn't understand how Pororo was doing it. Was it a racial talent?
Was his reaction speed too fast, or did he use some kind of technique?
Suddenly he felt something and turned around with a fierce punch, but the punch landed on empty air.
An item on his waist was stolen.
The mist that sneaked in at some unknown time had completely failed to alert him.
His wound on his right arm had almost completely healed by now.
Alka took the healing item he was using.
