When the Tiger rushed once more towards him, he teleported away to the west. The Tiger turned, and didn't immediately rush.
This confirmed exactly what Lily had been thinking. The White Tiger wasn't going all out? Why?
He had a theory. He reached into his belt, and took out a mana potion. As soon as the faintest echo of blue was visible…
"ROAR!" The White Tiger roared as it rushed towards Lily, clawing straight at him. Lily instantly reacted with a roll to the left, but the tiger did not relent anymore, instantly biting towards him. "Whirl O' Flame!" Lily cast and hit the tiger directly, but it ignored the damage, even as part of its fur was set on fire, just to rush a bite.
Lily rolled, narrowly avoiding getting chomped, but then he noticed exactly what was missing… his belt! He looked over to the right in shock, and saw the White Tiger not attacking anymore. It shot him a smug look, before smashing the pouch under its claws.
Lily frowned.
