"Will Kiba be alright on his own?" Avira asked more than a little intimidated by the large white clawed scorpion blocking their path forward.
Though it wasn't as scary looking as the iceborne huntsman she felt it was stronger and more dangerous. Her rapier would struggle to pierce through its thick carapace that seemed to cover its entire body.
"As long as he keeps his calm and doesn't try to showboat he'll be fine V. Kiba himself is at the upper level possibly even peak of C-rank. Those claws and fangs of his aren't just for show." He may look like a large kitten who loves being petted but that is merely one side of him.
The glacial winged tigers were a powerful species, not much lesser than dragons, behemoths, giants and even fenrirs. Despite not even being fully grown Kiba was almost at the B-rank, even if he stopped training and chose to laze around like a house cat, his natural growth into adulthood would see him jump that chasm and it wouldn't be the only one.
